Bombur in Old Age, by Himring

[hhimring]

Author: Himring
Title: Bombur in Old Age
Characters: Bombur
Pairing: n/a
Text type / Format: drabble
Source / Fandom: The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings
Rating: Teens
Warnings: allusion to bias; angst; second person
Word Count: 100
Summary: Gloin's brief report on Bombur in Rivendell is intended to be comic relief, isn't it? Or maybe it is not really funny at all?

Actually, three young dwarves could carry you. The only reason that six volunteer is that they know you bruise easily now. So much hurts—inside and out. In far-off lands, you are a figure of fun. Here, they know better.

You dream yourself back into old dreams. The wood’s mirk turns green. The Elvenking toasts you in something light and sparkling, as you yourself have become light and sparkling. The food tastes wonderful, but you don’t need much of it at all, because they are all there, all alive still and not even grumbling at you, just out of sight…

Comments

[grundyscribbling]

Ouch. Poor Bombur.

[sauronnaise]

The Elvenking toasts you in something light and sparkling
Certainly a privilege to have the Elvenking cook for him

[lferion]

I have always been fond of Bombur.

[erulissedances]

Dear Bombur.

- Erulisse (one L)

[baranduin]

How melancholy. Poor wonderful Bombur.

[anerea]

Oh sweet Bombur. You are so loved and always were, regardless of what those far away, who didn't know you, thought.

"You dream yourself back into old dreams. The wood’s mirk turns green." 💚