"Temptations"
Part 1
by Vagabond
In the darkness of night, Boromir's gaze wandered time and
again restlessly to the place, where Frodo lay sleeping under a lowly rustling
tree.
To Frodo's right side -as always protective, almost possessive of his master-
lay Sam, whose golden locks melted into Frodo's brown ones softly.
Boromir's longing became overwhelming. There was the object of his desire!
There was, what Boromir wanted so desperately, and dared to look so innocent,
so pure... But the warrior knew better.
The pretty little thing tried to seduce him all the time. Glanced at him.
Get him to give in to disturbing dark thoughts.
'Valar, please give me strength,' Boromir silently prayed, `for I fear I can't
stand this any longer'.
But it was in that very same moment, that he realized with horror, that he
would soon try and claim what he desired so much…
If you enjoyed this story. please send feedback to: Vagabond
go to PART 2