Kitty
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 8: The Pall Bearer
How typical of Frodo to write *this* letter to Bartolo! I only hope your long dislike of me is buried with everything else so that it does not continue to plague you for the rest of your life. Who else would say that after a decades-long antipathy?
The whole matter was rather confusing for Bartolo, I suppose – the letters, Frodo’s death, all that. It was so unexpected for him, but I am glad he went to Hobbiton nonetheless.
It seems half of the Shire has come, and somehow I am very pleased with it. After the ignorance surrounding Frodo in canon it is a relief to see how many came to pay their respects and probably learn a thing or two in the way.
Couldn’t forget the last chapter and was thinking – if Aragorn hadn’t turned up and removed and destroyed Ungoliant, could she have left Frodo and turned to another victim or something like that? The Hobbits dealing with this monster doesn’t even bear thinking about, in this Merry is right. It seems a very real possibility to me, and so I think the Valar wanted Aragorn and the others there particularly for this purpose.
The exchange about ‚Mister’ brightened the solemn mood a bit. Maybe Merry and Pippin should simply call Sam ‚Lord’ publicly until he remembers to leave the ‚Mister’ out.
It was a great honour that Aragorn wanted to bury Frodo at the Barrow Downs as the last Prince of Eriador – it brought tears to my eyes again! – and shows the high esteem for his small brother. Though of course the Hobbits wouln’t understand it, and Frodo belongs to the Shire. And Aragorn's being there alone is certainly underlining that Frodo was so much more than only another 'Mad Baggins'. To know the King himself came all the way from Gondor only to see Frodo a last time will give the likes of Odo something to think about.
The end was lovely. I’d not thought Barti would take to the King so fast and even be able to let go of his own resentment of Frodo, but I am very pleased with it.
Oh, and of course you have to finish the other fics first, but if you'd truly consider to write a happy AU sometimes in the future, I'd be happy, no matter how long it takes!
Author's reply
I do believe that had Ungoliant's growing form not been removed at that point, she would indeed have eventually managed to escape and begin preying on the neighborhood, and eventually the whole Shire. As she'd begun creating a form for herself, however, there was the chance now for Aragorn to remove her and for her form to be destroyed and her malevolence to follow that of Sauron and Saruman. It is indeed a good possibility that this was a secondary reason the Valar wanted Aragorn there, I think; with proper honor and relief for Frodo himself being the primary one.
Here would come one of the first clashes about Sam's persistent formality, particularly here within the Shire; but I do suspect that Bodkin is right and now that he is Master Samwise of Bag End that will die naturally, and long before Goldilocks and young Faramir come of age. Although I do suspect he will always strike others as being unnecessarily formal much of the time as a hangover of his youthful training by the Gaffer.
My other AU I started roughly a year ago, although I have only about five chapters done, and those in need of review and revision. But one day.
And this was SUPPOSED to be the beginning of a collection of AU short stories, and see what it turned into! Serves me right for encouraging it, I suspect.
elanor winterflowers
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 8: The Pall Bearer
More! I'm so glad!
In addition to the lovely emotional insight of this story, what really knocks me out is the wonderfully detailed and beautifully rendered background of Shire-folk--friends and relatives and inquisitive neighbors, all of whom are, in their brief moments, wholly real. One gets the feeling that you have wallked many a Shire lane in your day and made a lot of friends. :)
I cried along with Sam and Aragorn over Frodo's battered body.
Author's reply
What a lyrical consideration, Elanor. I am most honored. I love trying to bring some of those only briefly mentioned in the original texts alive, and feel Frodo would have had real neighbors and relative and all, requiring them to be fleshed out a bit as well.
Thank you so much!
And I, too, cried as I wrote this.
Dreamflower
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
*facepalm*
And then I got all teary-eyed again writing the review, and messed up the formatting. Sorry!
Author's reply
I wrote the response to your other post on the laptop, and then the blasted internet went down again, so I saved it to notepad, and will have to transfer it. Please forgive me, Dreamflower.
But that you found yourself so overwhelmed as to botch the formatting is itself a great compliment! Thank you!
Dreamflower
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 8: The Pall Bearer
In no other story of yours has your device of showing things through the untutored eyes of an OC been better used. In the last chapter, Frodo's final passing was made--just barely--less intense, by being seen through Barti's eyes. I think if you had, for example used Sam's or Merry's POV, for example, it would have been too much to take.
Here, you use it slightly differently. We have come to know Bartolo a little bit from your other fics. We know he has more emotional investment in Frodo's passing than even he himself realizes. But even so, he's still an outsider of sorts among those who have known and loved Frodo for so long. This makes for a fascinating POV.
His realization at the end was priceless.
Other things I liked were the beautiful respect being shown to Frodo's shell, by his King and his dear ones. I am glad you allowed us to see that. And Aragorn's realization that the honor he would show Frodo in having him buried among the Princes of Eriador would not be what Frodo would want, and his respect for the wishes of those who care.
I do find myself wondering if he will be interred at Bag End, or if Saradoc will take him back to Buckland to rest alongside his beloved parents. I suspect Frodo has covered that in his will.
Are you going to continue through the funeral? Or even beyond?
Author's reply
I am so glad you found the POV effective in the last two chapters. Thank you so very much. I think you're right about using Sam's POV here, but somehow I felt this use of Beligard's to be more appropriate; and the switching to Bartolo's just seemed right for the last two proper chapters. But where he couldn't quite accept respect from Frodo, he could from the King, which helped him open to Frodo's as well.
I did feel that Barti and Persi would find the full realization of Frodo's sacrifice would be difficult, which is why I had them brought into the bathing room and allowed the glimpse of the scars, at which they recoiled, perhaps subconsciously allowing Barti to understand that Frodo felt much the same disgust toward them; but it was important they realize the love and honor the rest felt toward Frodo. Last evening and now is most likely the first time Esme and Lanti have seen them; and now they realize that they are part of why the King himself honors Frodo so.
As for the questions about the internment--when you read today's postings you'll know, of course, and hope you find it most appropriate.
As for beyond--this blasted nuzgul with ears on has kept gnawing at my leg until I agreed to do ONLY an epilogue, although he'd have me typing for months if I let him!
Dreamflower
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
Yesterday, I could not bring myself to review this, I was so moved. But there was so *much* I wanted to say.
The one thing that this AU has, which is denied by the canon ending, is the chance for all those who loved and honored Frodo to be able to stay with him, and lend him their love to the last.
This is the first place I teared up:
That night Merry and Pippin made it plain they would be spending the night with Frodo, which made him smile. It was after midnight when Sam slipped into the room to find Merry and Frodo deeply asleep while Pippin lay on his back, soundlessly weeping as shown by the reflection of his tears in the light of the stars from the window.
These two, described from the first, as Frodo's "best friends", who had grown up under his watchful and loving eye, and who had willingly abandoned home and family to follow him into peril--they needed this last time, to sleep in his embrace. Beautiful, just beautiful.
And this:
Frodo leaned back in his chair. “There’s not many I have told. But not even you know everything there is about me, Samwise Gamgee.”
Close to the last. Even at this point in time, Frodo has yet to give up all his secrets.
Budgie looked from face to face before he answered her. “It’s not--not uncommon in those who are dying--the last shining of the candle’s flame before it’s totally spent.”
Yes, very much so. I remember when my mother-in-law passed at home, how true that was.
A soft whisper: “Yes, Aragorn. The spider--wants--wants removing.”
Here, we see Frodo is finally aware of what has inhabited him. His asking the King to remove it seemed to have a symbolic element, beyond the obvious. It seems as though in asking to have this darkness removed from him, he is enacting a form of confession, asking the King to intercede for him and absolve the darkness.
There was a cry as horrible as that Frodo had given earlier in his own agony, and a shape went up in the smoke, the shape of a woman, beautiful and enticing and utterly horrible; and it rose high as if to obliterate the Stars themselves. Only the Lights of the Man, Samwise Gamgee, and Frodo himself, who’d twisted his torso as if to see, his hands having been dropped by the two Captains, shone to overmatch the Darkness of the shape, and overhead Eärendil also shone to match the light in Sam’s hand, while the glow of the Elves also became almost unbearable. At the Man’s throat the green gem also glowed, a clean, clear, healing green that further illuminated the Shadow shape, illuminated it--illuminated and undid it. A fresh breeze from the West almost languidly blew the smoke away, dissipated it, unmade it.
Here you recalled the endings of both Sauron himself, and of Saruman, as their forms were dissipated by the wind from the West. Absolutely a brilliant stroke of storytelling.
After a time Frodo said, “Hungry.”
One of the Elves pulled out of a satchel he carried a flattened bread, broke off a small piece, and gave it to the Man, who held it gently then placed it in Frodo’s mouth. The other dark-haired one had brought out a small flask, and after uncorking it gave it to the Man, who lifted the Hobbit into a sitting position and gave him a sip of it.
After swallowing both, Frodo was quiet again. “I never thought,” he said at last, “I’d truly appreciate the taste of--of lembas again. I was wrong.”
And, as with the spider removal, it seems that you once more are harking back to the Catholic imagery that JRRT himself embedded in the story. He said that lembas had a sacramental use, and here it is as though Frodo is taking part in a Eucharist. By this time I am definitely in need of Kleenex.
And then you completely undid me:
Well done, you last three Sons of my Spirit. Well done indeed! the shape seemed to say, looking at the Man and the two Hobbits between whom he stood. Then its eyes fixed on Frodo’s. Vingilot awaits. I will gladly carry you where you would go, child.
One final symbolic moment, where Earendil stands in for the Creator. The words "Well done" harking back to the Gospels. You truly did an incredible job with this, but I have to say you left me an emotional wreck at the end of this chapter. I was completely incoherent.
*sigh*
Author's reply
Ungoliant's ending was a deliberate mirroring of that of Sauron and Saruman--and greater than that of the latter while lesser than that of the former. Tolkien never told us what became of her after she accompanied Melkor/Morgoth in his flight from Aman; and of all the named Maiar-turned-demons I wanted her end to match that of her two brethren, that of the greater and that of the pathetically lesser. And as I've already put her there, in that bite wound, it allows Middle Earth to ever be rid of her from now on. And as she's been almost totally inactive save for what inspiration she's given her daughter-successor, the breeze can, in spite of her history of spite and malice, be languid about her dismissal/dispersal.
I'd not thought of the sacramental aspects of Frodo's request to have the spider removed, although that of the acceptance of the lembas and miruvor is indeed intended to fulfill the sacraments of the Roman Catholic and other liturgical churches, particularly as Tolkien himself has indicated the correspondence, and as he indicated (and I'd repeated in Reconciliation) that such might be shared with mortals approaching their deaths to help ease the way. In the case of the great honor all held for Frodo and the presence of the Sons of Elrond--all three of them--at this moment, I think that they would have not have thought to do otherwise than this.
Frodo's first "little brother" was Merry, whose birth brought him perhaps one of his first true interests in continuing to appreciate life since the deaths of his parents; Pippin served as little brother to both. As you note, this relationship between three always seen as equals by the rest of the Shire, three cousins as close as brothers, needed its own moment of acknowledgment, the last time the three still bachelor companions might know that level of comfort with one another, while Sam accepts and acknowledges it only to return to the new relationship and role he has chosen for himself and that was confirmed by Frodo as he returns to Rosie's embrace.
And I do believe that the family's customary role in farewelling those who are dying would have played out had Frodo remained in the Shire. Tolkien indicated family ties were extensive for the Bagginses--there might not be many Bagginses left, but Frodo is yet related to half the Shire by blood and marital alliances. With this AU the Shire actually has the truth of what happened out there and Frodo's part in it far more clearly explained, for the Shire and his relatives can't remain in blissful ignorance of it when Frodo's death and those who come to stand by him during it are there to speak it aloud and abroad.
As for Earendil's role--again, not a fully deliberate harking back to the Gospels, yet it is there as you point out. But as the stars danced for Sam and Frodo in my more canon end, and Earendil ferried him and Sam, who at death found his fear of water, heights, and boats had abandoned him completely, I believe Creator and Valar would again have allowed the Mariner to bring Frodo in a most blessed and for him delightful manner transport to the Beginning of the Way.
And I really DO need to invest in Scott Paper Products!
Thank you for the lengthy review, Dreamflower.
SurgicalSteel
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 8: The Pall Bearer
These last two chapters have been heart-wrenching, but beautifully done.
Author's reply
Thank you so much, SurgicalSteel. It's always flattering when someone admits they've been moved by what I've written.
Thanks again.
Bodkin
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 8: The Pall Bearer
I wonder if Frodo might even think that meeting his end in the Shire would have been worthwhile - if only because Bartolo abandoned his long-held resentment of Frodo and became a King's hobbit. Probably.
I love it when Sam manages to overlook the habits of propriety and reveals that he is intelligent and widely-read - and that he knows a whole lot more than many would believe. I expect he gets over the Mr. business before his daughter marries Pippin's son. As he accustoms himself to being a land-owner and a gentlehobbit.
The ceremonies will all take over now - for a while. Something Frodo will be glad to miss.
Author's reply
I do suspect you're right about Frodo finding that worthwhile, Bodkin. When such great good comes out of it, and more of the Shire becomes openly both aware of and respectful toward the King and the outer realm, I think it's a good thing indeed. And of course you're perfectly right about Sam, all aspects of the dear Hobbit, in fact.
As for Frodo being glad not to have to be aware of his own funeral--I truly believe you're right there, too. Heh!
Thanks for the response.
harrowcat
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 8: The Pall Bearer
I know that it has been said before but if we could all agree on one hanky company and you took shares in it your readers could ensure your financial stability for life!
There is just so much of beauty and pain shared in this chapter. And I am so glad that Bartolo is healed through this too.
Has my favourite memorial maker got a place in this AU - I do hope so but I can't quite see how the mantle of light and love could fit in.
Jet says thanks for the attention although my Mum would be shocked if I told her that I had shared that picture with anyone. I don't care, I am proud of her.
I would be tempted to go out there and get digging the last three cable miles myself! (Only joking!)Thanks for the prayers and you are quite right.
Author's reply
I, too, am glad that Bartolo is healed through this. He certainly has needed it.
As for Ruvemir--well, do check out the epilogue when I post it tomorrow. And I'm always glad when I learn my writing has indeed moved my readers. Thank you.
I bathed our mama dog last night, and now need to groom her and give her her pedicure--then I'll see about sending you a photo of her.
As for digging the last three miles for those who should have laid the cable three years ago according to what we were promised--oh, I'm seriously tempted. Am writing this from the closest town with a true mall, sitting in the parking lot to an motel and cadging in on their wifi. It's always nice to find a place where I don't have to worry about the network going down intermittently.
Linda Hoyland
· 15 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
This was so sad and beautiful. The spider was a masterful touch and I'm glad Frodo was freed of it.
The ending was very spiritual and uplifting as well as sad.
Author's reply
A small bit left to tell now.
Yes, it was sad, although I'm so glad you also found it beautiful.
As for Ungoliant--as I've always felt her influence lingered with the spider bite, she had to be dealt with, didn't she? Glad you appreciated it.
Baggins Babe
· 14 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
This was so very powerful and moving. I had to wait all day to review it because I found it so emotional. A vivid description of death but I'm so glad that in the end it was peaceful for Frodo. As for what came out of the spider bite.........!!!! I remember you writing a little about that idea in one of your other stories but you didn't go into as much detail. Ungoliant herself *shudder* Spiders don't bother me but obviously she is something else.
I'm so glad that Aragorn arrived in time to free Frodo from that horror and allow him to go peacefully.
Superb writing, as always, Larner.
Author's reply
Thank you so much, Baggins Babe. To find I've moved so many is, as always, gratifying; but death does tend to be sad for those left behind.
Back in The Choice of Healing I tied Ungoliant herself to that spider bite, leading to a personal encounter with the Valar to see her properly dealt with and Frodo recovered, and so have mentioned it elsewhere, particularly in Reunion. Spiders don't particularly bother me, either--I brought home a tarantula once, back when in my early childhood we lived in Tulsa; and my family shakes their heads about me capturing those who venture inside and putting them out, as they'd prefer to squash them. But Ungoliant, Shelob, their descendants and Aragog's kin are something else indeed.
And as this is MY AU, I can have Aragorn arrive. As for Ungoliant's ending, taking place as it does in ME and not Aman, she can blow away on the wind just as did Sauron and Saruman. And good riddance to her! Heh!
Thanks so much for the comments.
harrowcat
· 14 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
Absolutely wonderful in every single word Larner. I was sniffling so hard at work last night that I had to print it out and bring it home before my boss got concerned! And I had just reached Frodo's awful cry!
Anna's Mum is still holding her own but still classed as critical. She is alert and able to communicate which is a blessing. She is either going to rally and recover partly or not. And, at present, I don't know which to hope/pray for.
Author's reply
Thank you so much, Harrowcat. This chapter would be particularly moving, of course, although I can understand your unwillingness to sniffle over it at work. QG's family already knows if she's sobbing while reading I'm probably to blame, I've learned--to think of the folk alongside whom you work feeling similarly would be rather ironic, I think
All we can do with Anna's mother is to pray that God's will be done, as He knows better whether or not there's something she still could accomplish while here. I continue to pray for her and your family.
Love the picture you sent. Jet is beautiful, and I so love your mother's expression. She does indeed look like quite the lady.
Internet is remaining iffy. I'm going to start demanding the cable folk finish those last three miles. This depending on the satellite ISP is becoming worse than ridiculous.
Queen Galadriel
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
Oh, what am I to say? Again it's almost impossible to type for crying.
I wrote the above half an hour ago and was then interrupted for supper. I have to tell you, it's been a really long time since a fanfic has moved me like that. I didn't think I was going to be able to stop. It just broke my heart to see how fast Frodo failed, and what Budgie said about the last flaming of the candle. And all the sweet moments just made me cry even more. *rueful smile* I'm so very glad Aragorn and Co. made it in time! And also that Aragorn was able to cleanse that wound at last, though what came out of it was horrifying! Eeeewwww!!! I cannot stand spiders, and that one is of course worse than your average critter. "Free now." Oh, that is just...beyond words. I'm so happy that if Frodo had to die, he could have this peaceful end. I just dread to think of those left behind...
There's so much else that was wonderful and powerful about this chapter, but I know if I look over it to pick things out, I'm going to start all over again. I will reread this sometime and review more thoroughly.
And I am definitely with Kitty for a happy AU! Please please please please pleeeeeease? :) Even if it's just a short one.
God bless,
Galadriel
Author's reply
Thank you so much, my Lady.
When my grandfather died, he rallied the last day, and the doctors told us this was typical. Same with my mother, and several others I've seen go--a brief rally before the end to the point many have mistakenly thought they would possibly now recover. So this is what I wrote into the story.
I'm not particularly afraid of spiders, and far prefer their presence to that of flies, for example. As I've written that part of the reason why that wound never properly healed was due to Ungoliant's influence and as there was no aid from Maiar or Valar to be had here if Frodo didn't sail to them, I had to find some way to deal with her; so if she'd just started putting a body for herself together using Frodo's own substance to form it, it made sense that such a body could be killed as had been true of Saruman's, leaving her to the same fate as that of Saruman and Sauron himself.
If Frodo were to have died at home in the Shire, I'm certain the truth of what he and Sam did out there would have been far more likely to have come out and become generally known. In this way his death would have served far more strongly to bring about stronger involvement with the outer realms more quickly than did his almost secret removal out of the Shire. By going away privately it would be far easier for most of the Shire to ignore his impact both within and without the Shire; but with such prominent ties to Thain, Master, Mayor, and a good many of the various family heads, it's far more likely that his funeral would become indeed a ceremony that would draw the fascination of a good majority of the Hobbits who live throughout the Shire, and particularly in the region surrounding Hobbiton.
"The good die young" goes the old saying. Those who are too sensitive do tend to do so, it seems; and it's hard to think of one better or more sensitive in his way than Frodo Baggins. It's just hard for me to see him lingering long years in the Shire, I'm afraid.
As for a HAPPY AU--well, maybe someday. However, we've been letting Saruman and Gandalf sit too long, not to mention Alvric and Bartolo and Boboli and Denro Gorse!
Endaewen
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
So beautiful and so sad at the same time.
Author's reply
Thank you so very much, Endaewen.
Elanor Silmariën
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
*cries* I was dreading that moment, and, even though it was peaceful, I still cried my eyes out! The part about Ungoliant made me shiver! I'm arachnaphobic, and the thought of a demonic spider inside Frodo just.... *freaks out* I want to say I really enjoyed this chapter, but that sounds sort of morbid, but it's true. Well done! *goes to grab tissues*
God bless,
Ellie
Author's reply
Yes, that moment came, although it wasn't quite as fully blessed as I write it as having been on Tol Eressea.
As for Ungoliant--I did have to deal with her, since I've let her into the rest of my story line, after all.
Thank you so for the comments and the praise.
As for the tissues, I still need to invest in Scott Paper or some similar company as well as Barnes and Noble, I see.
Andrea
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
Frodo smiled, and that smile seemed to reach right into Beli’s heart. “Thank you.” The words were whispered, but clear. Then, after a pause, he whispered, “Free now.”
My dear Larner, I'm speechless!
That was so sad, but also full of joy and hope in the end, perfectly described through the eyes of Beli the Bounder.
I'm glad that Aragorn, the elves and Gimli made it in time and that Aragorn finally had the courage to open the spider bite.
But what he found was frightening: a living spider! Really Ungoliant? Or Ungoliant reborn? Or one of her grandchildren with the same malice?
Whatever it was, it is no more. Frodo is free at last! And he can and will "go out in joy", as Gandalf advised him!
P.S.: The name of Beli's pony made me grin: "Pilsner", how appropriate for a hobbit's pony ;-)
Author's reply
I'd just seen a documentary on spider bites and their aftermath before I wrote The Choice of Healing, and so came up with many of the ideas that have become part of the storylines of my gapfillers--problems with Frodo's joints, circulation, and heart function as well as an added reason for the digestive problems I've written for him.
Now, many varieties of poisonous spiders are known to consume their mates (as is true also of mantises and walking stick insects). The idea that after giving Shelob to the world Ungoliant might have hidden from the Valar and others by allowing her daughter to eat her body and let her spirit lie dormant inside of her, then inject her into the wound she inflicted on Frodo just seemed a possibility for such an evil Maia as Ungoliant was.
But I did so want a true going out in joy for Frodo, which meant he needed her to be out of him; and as this takes place in the Mortal Lands it's more likely her body can be slain and she can follow Sauron and Saruman in being blown about on the winds.
And am SO glad you like Pilsner's name. We had a pickup briefly, and I named it Pilsner. And, like you, I found the name to be appropriate for a Hobbit's pony, although I don't know how much Hobbit ale would merit the designation, as it's usually applied to American beer.
Oh, well.
Thank you so much for the comments. Now to finish the last two chapters and author's notes....
elanor winterflowers
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
Superb. And profoundly moving.
I nearly died myself when Ungoliant came forth--even diminished, she was horrifying! But Earendil was wonderful and I loved that he came.
Thanks for a shimmering, exquisite, and very thoughtful read.
Author's reply
Am so very glad you found it so moving, Elanor. Ungoliant did need to be dealt with, of course.
There are two further chapters to wind it down, as well as the author's notes, of course.
Thank you so very much for the comments.
Anonymous
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
Oh, Larner... I was absolutely bawling. I can't think of a more appropriate title also. This was wonderful. I noted it was not completed yet - I am looking forward to more. Again, this was beautiful.
-Nellie
Author's reply
Thank you so much, Nellie. Am so pleased you found it moving.
No, two more chapters and Author's Notes. Will try to post these one a day to finish the story, ISP willing.
Kitty
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
If Frodo had to die at all, then this was the best imaginable way, surrounded by all his relatives and friends, even Aragorn, the elves and Gimli. Was so glad Aragorn and the others were there just in time and he removed the spider, so Frodo was free of this poison and the dark shadow of it in the end and could go on in peace.
That was the most impressing and awe-inspiring description of a death I have ever read – the shining figures, the end of Ungoliant, and at last Frodo seeing all the former Chieftains and Kings of this line up to Eärendil himself. It certainly underlines the fact that he was meant to be Aragorn’s twin. Though I fear I can’t find the right words to express my feelings properly, so I can only say, it was wonderful told, though –of course! – I cried through half the chapter.
I’m sure not only Beli, but every hobbit around will never forget this evening and all that happened there. I’ll not forget it, either.
But now I wonder if you ever considered another AU, a happy one this time, in which the spider was removed much earlier and Frodo could recover enough to life happily again ...
Author's reply
Thank you for your comments and observations, Kitty. I'm flattered and humbled by your evaluation of the story. I, too, felt this would have been the best way for him to go, in spite of his desire NOT to be forced to say goodbye, of course. And so the Shire is far more knowledgeable this way than it was in the original as to what truly happened out there and its impact on in here, as well as Frodo's own role in cleansing the Shire.
I would think Aragorn would do anything to be with Frodo at the end, whether to ride to be at his side or bring him to Gondor as swiftly as possible. And I think that even in the Mortal Lands there would be some display of honor sent by the Valar and Creator. As for Ungoliant--in my story line she had to be dealt with, of course.
As for a HAPPY AU--that's a possibility, but I DO have two other Nuzguls to deal with now, you know. Now that this one is out from behind the dog food can....
MithLuin
· 13 March 2007
· Chapter 7: Accepting a Gift
So...so...sad! *bawls*
I am glad he died in peace, though, and not screaming. I have known spider bites to come back like that...I didn't expect it to be...living! Ugh... *shudder*
Very good indeed that Aragorn was there...I don't like to think what would have happened to the corpse, otherwise. And Ungoliant loose in the Shire doesn't bear thinking on.
Loved the appearance of Earendil, at the end!
Author's reply
Thank you, MithLuin. I, too, felt Frodo would need indeed to go out in peace and joy, and so Ungoliant had to be dealt with ahead of time. It made it doubly important for Aragorn to be there.
And as I have Earendil coming at the end for Sam and Frodo in Reunion, I felt it only right he should ferry Frodo now. So very glad you appreciated that.
Thank you so much for the review.
Linda Hoyland
· 12 March 2007
· Chapter 6: Heart Breaking
Nice to see how caring the Hobbit neighbours can be.
I liked the scene with the butterflies.
Author's reply
As I've seen Frodo, he's been one who cares for his community all his life, and now the community realizes he needs it himself and begin to repay him.
And since he won't see the butterfly glade on Tol Eressea in this vision, I try to find a way for him to know them right there in the Shire. So glad you love it, too.
Linda Hoyland
· 12 March 2007
· Chapter 5: Comfort Approaches from the South
I'm so glad that Aragorn is going to Frodo,his comfort will be needed by them all.I liked the touch of the eagle.
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I, too, am glad Aragorn has been convinced to enter the Shire in spite of himself. But I felt that to be certain he was doing the right thing Aragorn would need a sign from the Valar themselves.
Bodkin
· 12 March 2007
· Chapter 6: Heart Breaking
It's good, in many ways, for this farewell to happen. Reassuring for Frodo, really - a confirmation that he is appreciated. Comforting for his friends and family, who would always regret an unheralded departure. But it's exhausting for both sides - and especially for Frodo, who could do with some peace and the uncomplicated company of Elanor. And the understanding presence of Sam.
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For my husband too much physical involvement there toward the end was so stressful as his energy level waned and the TIAs increased. You are certainly right about the exhaustion all tend to feel. This is more traumatic for all to endure, but at the same time it is more reassuring as all are more aware of what it is that happened.
But I'm certain Frodo would have preferred just that--Sam, Rosie, Elanor, and not so much need to try to reassure everyone else.
Althea
· 11 March 2007
· Chapter 6: Heart Breaking
These last few chapters have truly been heartbreaking. It's very hard watching one we love die. Frodo's peaceful acceptance gives strength to them all. I love how Frodo and Sam can now communicate without words.
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Well, I'd written in many of my other stories that Frodo had begun to be able to communicate in this manner at least with the Elves as they traveled to the Havens, and in time became proficient in it and relied on it once he'd become fairly well advanced in the transformation process he realized in Elvenhome wasn't destructive but fulfilling to his nature. That he and Sam at least could share this awareness seemed likely.
His acceptance helps the others now, and they will now better support him through the end of it.
Thank you so for the comments, Althea.
Andrea
· 11 March 2007
· Chapter 6: Heart Breaking
The title you chose is perfect!
Frodo's heart is literally breaking, and for the others it's heart-breaking to see him die.
I can understand Daisy's reaction, though. She was upset, angry and sad at the same time. No wonder she could not control her feelings! However, it was typical for Frodo to not blame her for the seizure of his heart. He would never do that.
I've waited for Fosco and his sister to appear and I'm glad their parents let them go at last, even if they were nearly forced to do so.
There isn't much time left, I fear...
P.S.: Yes, now I know what little Elanor perceived :)
P.P.S.: I read your reply to Queen Galadriel. I experienced something similar, but it was nothing compared to what you went through! As a Christian I believe that your husband and my grandmother are waiting for us in a place where suffering is simply impossible!
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Thanks so much for the comments, and I'm glad you appreciate the double meaning attached to it.
No, Elanor hadn't noted anything dire--just probably heard the coughing and the opening of the front door; but coming into the parlor and not finding Frodo there must have been a bit upsetting for the rest, and hearing the cough correspondingly reassuring.
And am glad you appreciate that Fosco and Forsythia are on their way.
As a Christian who believes in the Communion of the Saints, I, too, believe my husband, parents, and many others I have loved are waiting in gladness for the day I'll rejoin them. Thank you.
Oh. Heartbreaking, yes. And real, in a way I can't describe. In a way that has left me almost speechless (for once) and crying so hard it's difficult to type at the moment. Two days. Or maybe a little longer...?
“It’s likely that--that when it comes, it will strike quickly.
I doubt when that happens I’ll be able to do much for myself from that point on. I may or may not be able to talk. I--I don’t know what precisely to
expect. I’ll undoubtedly fight it for as long as I can, until--until I can’t any more. Then I’ll--let go. I hope the worst of the--the painful part
will be over by then.”
Oh...silly of me not to realise that was coming but I didn't. Life isn't always peace and beauty, obviously, but as hard as it is to know the time is so close, to know Frodo must go through that...
This was moving, at the same time it just wrenched my heart:
Sam knelt by the bed while Paladin went out to convey the healer’s words to the rest of the company. “You feelin’ any better, Master?” he asked.
“Yes,” Frodo whispered. “Don’t be afraid for me, Sam.”
“I suppose as it’s easier for you to say than for me to do, Frodo.”
Frodo smiled and his eyes closed. “Dying----”
The thought filled Sam’s mind, Dying isn’t an easy business, apparently.
After a moment of quiet, Sam asked, “Is it hard for you to talk, Mr. Frodo?
A weak nod. I wish I could explain it to you.
“Explain it to me?” Sam repeated aloud.
Frodo’s eyes opened with surprise. “You--you know what--what I’m thinking?”
“You thought that, Master?”
Another nod.
“What----How?”
Like the Lady--in Lothlorien, or when they were speaking mind to mind, there in Hollin...? Frodo took a breath and winced.
“I’ll leave and let the others come.”
“No.” Please stay by me Sam.
“Stay by you, Master?” Sam asked.
“Please.”
Oh, such a tender moment. And I have to smile at this realisation, a true gift that will help, should Frodo lose his speech.
Again, the sadness is made bearable by the very real warmth shown by others--the sending and bringing of food. And the butterflies! I love it here, too. Beautiful, and I'm so very glad Frodo and Sam and the others could share that moment of awe before more trouble came.
Oh, poor Daisy. I agree her approach wasn't exactly wise, and I wish she hadn't been angry, but I can understand why she was...and how shocking that whole thing would have been, for all of them. I'm so glad Bard and the others came and that the twins are on their way. But Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas must hurry! Oh, please let them make it in time! It would be unbearable if they came just a moment or a day too late.
I'm sure now that I *am* going to cry every chapter. But I'm learning so much (not just through this but your other stories as well) of a practical nature. Due to an original work I've had to learn something of--well--what happens when the heart begins to fail, and all I know I know from you. (Tried internet research, but everything is so...modern! And usually, in order for me to really learn about something like this, I can't just read facts; I have to read or hear something that makes me realise them.)) I don't have to be in-depth, but I would like to know what I can so as not to be (or seem) ignorant, and this story--this chapter especially--is eye-opening. Sorry, don't mean to ramble, just wanted to say thank you.
Okay, maybe not quite speechless.
God bless,
Galadriel
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My husband joked that he was dying of everything. A grim joke, but it certainly appeared to be true.
He'd had uncontrollable high blood pressure for years, and they couldn't seem to get it under control, for his kidneys seemed too efficient at filtering out the medications that might help.
Then we learned he suffered from sleep apnea, in which the fold of the soft palate at the back of the throat will fall down and block the trachea while the person is asleep, leading to heavy snoring and the person being jerked awake throughout the night by the need to move slightly to allow the body to breathe.
Then he developed type two diabetes.
He'd quit smoking years earlier, but thirty-five years of smoking on top of the blood pressure problems and now the diabetes took their toll of his blood vessels, and he had a heart attack and needed a triple bypass. A few months later he had his first trans-ischemic attack, or T.I.A., or mini-stroke. It affected the part of his brain that controls the right hand, and it went numb. It left scar tissue, and afterwards his thumb tingled.
Then he developed a serious infection that settled in the kidneys, leading to serious loss of kidney function, and he had to start dialysis. He chose to undergo peritoneal rather than hemodyalisis, and he and I both had to be trained to perform the exchanges necessary to see this done, and so we would know what to do to deal with peritonitis should it strike, one of the potentialities with this form of dialysis.
Then he began coughing, a particularly troubling cough that would come and go, and we learned he now was suffering from congestive heart failure--the body retains fluids due to poor circulation to the point the individual is now literally drowning in his own fluids. More diuretics to help relieve the body of the excess fluids.
More T.I.A.s, with one occuring in the part of the brainstem where information from the soles of the feet and ankles are fed through to the brain to tell the body it is standing upright. That one happened while he was asleep--he awoke to find his sense of balance was almost gone, and he fell over trying to get out of bed to go to the bathroom. They checked thoroughly to make certain this wasn't due to inner ear problems, for if the eustachian tubes are impaired that, too, affects balance. He knew which side was up--he just couldn't stand properly, and finally scans found the new scar tissue there in the brainstem. Having been blinded by an accident when he was nineteen, he couldn't use his vision to help overcome the lack of information from his ankles and feet to help him stay upright, and he ended up being given a walker to use.
Then another T.I.A. in the same region, this time affecting the autonomic center controlling breathing. It wasn't bad enough to put him on a respirator, but sufficiently bad it affected his breathing. On top of the apnea he had to be put on oxygen for months.
The T.I.A.s continued. The congestive heart failure got worse. He had another heart attack while we were on a flight to Hawaii, and we spent half of our vacation in Trippler Army Hospital on Oahu while they did an angioplasty and tried to figure out where his blood was going to--a slight fissure in a blood vessel surrounding the colon turned out to be to blame. Then a second kidney infection destroyed what little natural kidney function he'd still had.
He went through a couple bouts of peritonitis, the first time when he developed an inner fissure from the bowel into the peritoneum, or space in which the intestines and lower organs are contained. The last one was due to poor closure of valves when he finished an exchange for the dialysis. He woke one morning before I did, shortly after he'd had another T.I.A. that had left him confused. He disconnected himself and did it improperly, and apparently that allowed bacteria into the peritoneum. The next morning he had the severe pain, and we took him to the hospital, and I directed them how to do the treatments that are used with peritoneal dyalisis patients. I stayed in the hospital that night with him and conducted the exchanges. He was much better the following morning, but was having difficulties breathing. Suddenly he went into respiratory arrest, and finally let go.
We spent much of those last two years with the internet medical advice sites before us and a physicians desk reference (a reference book on medications) in one hand, constantly trying to figure out which symptoms were due to his complicated medical condition and which were due to improper combinations or dosages of various medicines.
For one who has loathed the idea of being a nurse all my life, I've had to learn far too much just dealing with life, I've found.
Dying would be fairly easy if it weren't for the process of doing so, which all too often is extraordinarily uncomfortable and all too often prolonged. Tony wasn't afraid of being dead, but he certainly didn't appreciate the gradual, incessant loss of physical control and dignity that went with it.
Unfortunately, what I've seen Frodo experiencing was just such a slow, long-term deterioration of health. It's not an easy process, and the individual is often extraordinarily frustrated--for weeks everything will seem to be going well, and then one little thing goes wrong, and they're back where they were a month or so again, or worse off then before.
For such a private individual as I've seen Frodo as being considering his own personal miseries, this must have been extraordinarily frustrating; and HAD he stayed in Middle Earth instead of sailing to Elvenhome this is all to likely what all would have come to. But here his native dignity would have dictated he begin admitting the inevitable at last, and so all would get a crash course in death and dying.
But he has one other special condition to deal with, for he was spider bit....