2. B – By Roads Forgotten (Boromir, OCs)
Prompt - B – Like bathing Boromir
By Roads Forgotten
"…long have I wandered by roads forgotten, seeking the house of Elrond, of which many had heard, but few knew where it lay."
Boromir, The Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
Pushing the reeds aside on the edge of the stream, the girls wiggled closer to the water, being as silent as they could manage.
"Do ya think he's really an elf?" the younger girl whispered.
"Will ya look at that?" The older of the two girls breathed out the words no louder than a sigh. "Have ya ever seen the like?" Her stomach felt fluttery and her breath came in deep heaves as she stared at the man in the water.
Though she had thought herself tall, the person stood only chest deep in water the older girl knew she could barely keep her chin above. His back was to them, and he splashed water from his cupped hands over his shoulders and rubbed vigorously at his body. His hands and lower arms were golden tan but the skin across his broad, heavily muscled back was white as milk. Long, smooth hair the glistening blue-black of crow's wings dripped water. He turned and they saw he had a noble, high forehead, keen grey eyes and a strong jaw covered with an untrimmed beard.
The younger girl giggled. "Never heard of no elf having a beard, but he sure is something like, ain't he?"
The man must have heard, for he scrutinized the far bank and took a few long strides towards them. As the water got less deep, it revealed a no less sculpted torso narrowing towards slim hips. The girls gasped and began scrambling backwards. The man took a wild glance at the heap of his clothes on the grassy bank behind him, stopped and held out a hand in supplication.
"Wait, please!" he called out in a strange, nearly unintelligible, accent. "I seek the Elves of the north. Dost thou know where the vale called Rivendell lies hid?"
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