Characters: Sam and Gimli
Disclaimer: Tolkien mapped their journey... Kortirion had them take a minor diversion.
Notes: You wouldn’t believe how difficult this was to shorten!
EDIT: plus a bonus drabble for jay_of_lasgalen - who wanted to know a little more! ;)
Eregion – rocky ground and dank Holly-groves; cold nights left the new-made fellowship wakeful. Tonight, the younger hobbits regaled them with tales of fumbling ardour, encouraging confessions of past romantic conquests. Aragorn and Boromir remained silent, but smiled wistfully. Even Legolas fondly remembered an elf-maid, whose destiny had her take the wood-name and bow of a warden, rather than wed.
Finally, Sam and Gimli remained.
Sam considered, “She’s skin white as new bread, lips like strawberries, hair that’s honey and sunshine...
Gimli nodded “We’d say like alabaster... lips, carnelian... hair of beaten gold.”
Sam sighed, “Yes... that’d be Rosie...”