21. Bereft of Solace
He had never seen them as such, though Gandalf had told him they were once such creatures. But not now. Not with what they had just come through. It should have been a time of triumph. How many could say they had journeyed through Moria and lived?
His heart ached for them, yet there was naught he could do. Two lay on the rocks; two had walked away. All were clothed in sorrow and despair. Gimli accepted his comfort, but these four comforted each other.
Four frolicking Hobbits of the Shire, Gandalf had once called them. 'No more,' thought Boromir.
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