Rating: G
Summary: Gandalf visits an old friend…(a drabble)

R: LIKE A RADIANT RADAGAST

Gandalf stopped and watched the figure in brown: brown robes, bushy brown hair and beard, bright brown eyes twinkling in a rugged brown face. Yet it glowed, with a golden radiance, as Radagast stood over the ruins of Dol Goldur, where already vines had begun to insinuate their greenness among the stark and broken rubble. Radagast flung out an arm, and a sparrow flew down to perch upon a finger. He turned and smiled.

“Greetings, brother.”

Gandalf inclined his head. “You are not coming home with me,” he said sadly.

“Your work is finished, old friend. Mine has just begun.”