002 - The Stargazing Meme

[aflockofmemegulls]

the stargazing meme

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prompts

one → meteor shower you just saw a falling star! and another! make a wish!
two → aliens what was that? was that really? omg no way a ufo!
three → lunar eclipse you've been sitting out for hours, waiting for this. it's so cool!
four → comet does it move fast or slow? either way, it's amazing.
five → full moon the moon is so huge! just don't look too long, it's really bright too.
six → star dust anything can happen in space. make up your own plot!
seven → solar eclipse this might be happening in the middle of the day!
eight → planet sighting is that a new star? nope, just a neighbor in the solar system!
nine → constellations do you know the stories behind these odd patterns?
ten → deep space normal stargazing isn't that much fun. you got a telescope!

Comments

[nosimplewalk]

It would not be the gaze of his own that would worry himself, should any ask, and Boromir had long since felt that anyone had any interest in asking him anything. But now, now Aragorn would pry from him the very secrets of his mind, to turn over that boulder that weighs so heavily within his mind and discover the gold that lay beneath. But what if there was no more gold left, what if it now was rot? Eaten away by time, creed of the elves that look unkindly to men, shun of the dwarves that horde the right to mine where they please. And what is left to men but peril in a vast canvas of open field where the enemy lay waiting, ready to splotch the ground with the blood of his people!

A grave portrait rests uneasily within his mind and Boromir looks down from the moving light above them.

"But yet, we still depend on darkness to cover us. We still move, chasing the shadow so that our enemy may be blind to us." He glanced at Aragorn and softly shook his head. "But they are not blind, and I cannot rest." He quickly included.

[elfstone]

But is that all that makes your mind unquiet? Aragorn wondered, appraising Boromir with cool grey eyes. He understood the reason Boromir gave, at least. They all felt exposed, out on the empty river.

"I, too, fear that the Enemy has not been idle. We lingered in Lórien over-long." Aragorn's voice was heavy; for though Rivendell was his home, his heart dwelt in the glades of Lothlórien. He felt guilt that perhaps his affection for the place had kept him from pushing them onward as soon as he should have done.

He breathed a sigh. What troubled Aragorn's mind was the choice that lay before him: to press on to Minas Tirith and lend his aid to her wars, or to turn away and guide Frodo into Mordor. His heart longed for the former, and the latter felt like grievous betrayal, and yet he knew that Frodo's quest was of utmost importance. Where would he go, when he reached the Rauros-falls?

"Two pairs of eyes are better than one, and if they will not close in sleep, then at least they may be put to use. Come, share the watch with me. For I am as restless as you."