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[avon7.livejournal.com]

Title: The Task of my Kindred.
By: Avon
Characters: Aragorn
Rating/Warnings: G
Disclaimer: Characters and universe belong to Tolkien - I'm just borrowing.
This has been previously published elsewhere on the 'net, but not on lj.

The road is long and dark and the wind blows cold. He wraps his ragged cloak around him as he trudges past candle-lit windows and smoke-drifting chimneys. Now and then, a dog barks uneasily at his presence or a horse whickers restlessly. In fitful patches of moonlight, he catches glimpses of a sturdily built henhouse or a neat vegetable garden and remembers another scattering of small cottages, far up in the north - a place of his kin where he is welcomed at gate and door. With grim smile he rests his hand on a broken sword and strides on.

Comments

[undonne.livejournal.com]

I hadn't seen this before, either. It has a wonderful feel to it, and reinforces for me the "Christ-like" nature of Aragorn's persona (hope you don't mind my saying that, but it did have such a feel of the 'prophet without honor' - so admirable in his courage and humility and so sad).

[avon7.livejournal.com]

Certainly don't mind you saying it. It must, imo, be a quite different experience to read LOTR if you come from a totally non-Christian background. I find so many resonances. It's done nothing for my ability to keep my mind where it should be during church ;-)

Avon

[undonne.livejournal.com]

It's done nothing for my ability to keep my mind where it should be during church ;-)

lol. I know Tolkien would absolutely hate this, but now I'm mentally 'redoing' all the stained-glass windows in my local Episcopal church. "The Suffering of Frodo," "Aragorn's Coronation" (that's in the 'rose window' position), "The Sacrifice of Boromir".... :slaps self: