Title: Not All is Gold that doth Glitter
Characters: Boromir, Legolas
Disclaimer: Middle-earth belongs to Tolkien and his heirs: I wander there for fun, not profit
He sets his face against the insidious whispers: It should be yours! It is rightfully yours... for he has sworn to protect the little folk, and a son of the House of Mardil will not break his oath.
But it comes to him in dreams; shows him the glittering armies he could lead to defeat the Dark Tower forever. He devours the visions, greedy for victory, hungering -
No! He wrenches himself away, sobbing for breath. Do not torment me thus!
A steady hand on his shoulder. “You dreamed, I think,” Legolas says softly; and the illusion is shattered, for now.