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[piplover]

For shirebound because she's the only one who took pity on me and gave me an idea. 

          Though the sun beat down upon the square where they all assembled, Pippin did not feel the heat.  Dressed as he was in his finest uniform, he should have found that strange.  However, with a cool spring breeze ruffling his hair and the company of his fellow hobbits, he felt nothing but joy, as though his body had become infused with the enthusiasm of his mind.

                The evil which had dogged their every step and haunted their dreams had finally been vanquished.  All they had suffered, all they had lost,  had led them to this moment, and he could not keep the smile form his face.  There may have been gaps in their Company, but he knew, as every hobbit did, that where there was a hole, there was often something lovely to be found inside.  Such was the case now, as he stood side by side with his Merry, the memories of what had passed filling the holes with something sharp and sweet, like spiced ginger.  It burned, at first, standing there without Boromir's large frame beside him, but even now he could feel the sweet memories filling up the empty places.

               Aragorn, his King, was finally being crowned today. Everything was as it should be. 

Comments

Here via Shirebound

[gamgeefest.livejournal.com]

This is a lovely little piece!

but he knew, as every hobbit did, that where there was a hole, there was often something lovely to be found inside

Brilliant - and very wise of our ever-practical hobbits.

Re: Here via Shirebound

[piplover.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you! I'm so glad you liked!