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[therangerking]

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

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[ringbearer]

[ and he watches that, sees it start to help and it strengthens him in a way that no medicine could do for him now.

frodo simply nods, staring at him with those large, grave, tired blue eyes that are somehow steady despite all the shadows that are inside them. ]

I'll be going now, then. There's little time left to waste. If I were to stay..

[ for a minute there's nothing to be read on the hobbit's face before he simply offers him as usual, one of those tired smiles. ]

I'd hope you'd lie in here for a bit, but I know you won't.

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[therangerking]

No.

[ A quiet denial, but strong and firm nonetheless. He rocks back on his heels and stands up straight, reaching out to squeeze his shoulder. ]

I wish you well on your journey, Frodo, and I do not want to see you return as a patient of mine.

[ It is, he thinks, a rather slim hope. ]

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[ringbearer]

[ a quiet glance, before he nods his head. ]

Have a care for yourself instead, Aragorn, though I know you won't mind that either, but I'd still have your word.

[ he quietly squeezes the hand on his shoulder and lets go, heading towards the door. ]

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[therangerking]

[ Aragorn inclines his head, and pleads silently for his body to not make him a liar once more. ]

Aye. [ Softly. He watches as Frodo approaches the door before he follows him, closing it behind him. ]

I will wait for your safe return, Frodo.