Character: Miraculously alive Boromir
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Tolkien.
Note: AU. Boromir returns to Lothlorien.
On the Talan
A carved border ran gracefully along the edge if the talan, and on it stood a tall cup. It was filled with rainwater and the overhanging foliage threw quivering shadows into the evening-dark liquid.
Like the talan the cup was simple, but exquisitely made...moulding perfectly into Boromir’s hand. As if it had been left there for him...but that made no sense at all.
The rainwater tasted of mallorn-tree...a ghost of a taste...a presence slowly seeping out of this world.
He would rest here...and this time that soft-probing voice wouldn’t enter.
She had left....the Lady of the Wood...