"Will you not tell more of Moria? Of the dangers that we will face?"

Grey eyes turned towards him in the gloom as if to judge his intentions. But no answer came forth.

"Then keep your secrets! See where this will end!" Boromir hissed in sudden anger.

Something flickered in Aragorn's keen eyes. Pain?

"Forewarned we might prevail." Boromir would not relent.

Briefly, the other dropped his gaze, then resumed his scrutiny of the gloom through which they had come.

At last he spoke, voice almost too low to hear. "Later. That tale is not for the innocent to hear."

A/N: Written for the "Beta Reader Appreciation Day 2005" over at HASA. This is for my wonderful beta, Amanda, who always appreciates Boromir.

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Posted: 2006-11-09