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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: Comfort at Night
Character: Samwise Gamgee, Frodo Beutlin
Word Count: 187
Prompt: candles
Finished: 08.11.2022
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The candles were still burning, bathing the room in a warm light; a pleasant aromatic scent was lying in the air. But Sam couldn't find the so-needed rest. Even if Gandalf had reassured him that Elrond would do his best to heal Frodo, and even if he would never dare to put this in question, he couldn't bring himself to leave him alone.
He looked so pale, his breath so low, sweat on his forehead. It had been a cursed knife that had hurt him; Aragorn had told him that, and he had looked even more worried than ever before. This was when Sam realized that their journey might be a journey without return.
With shaking hands, he wiped a strand of hair from Frodo's face, and the hobbit sighed slightly in his restless sleep. „Don't be afraid, Master Frodo,“ he whispered. „Sam is here. And whatever the future will bring, I will stay at your side to take care of you.“
Then he bent forward to blow out the candles, and in the now dim room, he lay down behind Frodo, putting his arms around him.
Character: Samwise Gamgee, Frodo Beutlin
Word Count: 187
Prompt: candles
Finished: 08.11.2022
:::
The candles were still burning, bathing the room in a warm light; a pleasant aromatic scent was lying in the air. But Sam couldn't find the so-needed rest. Even if Gandalf had reassured him that Elrond would do his best to heal Frodo, and even if he would never dare to put this in question, he couldn't bring himself to leave him alone.
He looked so pale, his breath so low, sweat on his forehead. It had been a cursed knife that had hurt him; Aragorn had told him that, and he had looked even more worried than ever before. This was when Sam realized that their journey might be a journey without return.
With shaking hands, he wiped a strand of hair from Frodo's face, and the hobbit sighed slightly in his restless sleep. „Don't be afraid, Master Frodo,“ he whispered. „Sam is here. And whatever the future will bring, I will stay at your side to take care of you.“
Then he bent forward to blow out the candles, and in the now dim room, he lay down behind Frodo, putting his arms around him.