Heard something the other night that’s stuck with me. For no reason, really, I wove it into a drabble just now. It does seem to fit Frodo at the end of the Quest.
Characters: Estella Bolger and Frodo, watching over a sleeping Fredegar Rating: G
...and the sound of a battered heart, beating
‘What is it, midge, that’s got you wound tighter than old Proudfoot’s pocket-watch?’
‘It’s you, you old donkey.’
‘What?’
‘You... you... they say you pitied... you forgave that wicked wretch of a wizard... after all he’d done...’ Her gesture encompassed more than the ruin the Lockholes had made of Freddy; the shattered Avenue, the ghost of Bagshot Row, the devastated Party Tree. ‘You even pleaded for the lives of those murderous ruffians at Bywater...’
‘Ah, midge... Estella... A wise old wizard, a different wizard, once told me...’
‘What?’
‘Unforgiveness is like drinking poison... and expecting the other person to die.’
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