Uploaded January 2018 | Updated September 2026, 5 days ago
Aragorn is sitting quitely on a landing in Rivendell, surrounded by beautiful paintings, reading a book. He looks up as he hears footsteps. Boromir walks up to a painting on the wall, depicting Isildur cutting the Ring from Sauron's finger and his sword breaking. He looks in awe at it, then suddenly turns as he hears a faint noise. He sees Aragorn reading and looks at him quizically
BOROMIR: You are no elf
ARAGORN: Men of the South are welcome here
BOROMIR: (nods) Who are you ?
ARAGORN: I'm a friend of Gandalf the Grey
BOROMIR: (nods) Then we are here on a common purpose (he pauses) friend.
Aragorn just looks back at him. Boromir turns, a little confused. He notices a statue of a lady holding an elven shield with broken sword pieces on it
BOROMIR: The shards of Narsil (he picks up the hilt part of the broken sword) The blade that cut the Ring from Sauron's hand (he runs his finger along the tip of it and cuts it causing it to bleed) Ah! (looks at it in wonder) Its still sharp (he looks at Aragorn who is staring at him) but no more than a broken heirloom (he drops the sword quickly and walks off. The sword end falls to the ground. Boromir pauses, but continues to walk)
Aragorn walks up and picks up the sword hilt. He pauses and sighs, the replaces it carefully upon its plinth with reverence.
Aragorn is sitting quitely on a landing in Rivendell, surrounded by beautiful paintings, reading a book. He looks up as he hears footsteps. Boromir walks up to a painting on the wall, depicting Isildur cutting the Ring from Sauron's finger and his sword breaking. He looks in awe at it, then suddenly turns as he hears a faint noise. He sees Aragorn reading and looks at him quizically
BOROMIR: You are no elf
ARAGORN: Men of the South are welcome here
BOROMIR: (nods) Who are you ?
ARAGORN: I'm a friend of Gandalf the Grey
BOROMIR: (nods) Then we are here on a common purpose (he pauses) friend.
Aragorn just looks back at him. Boromir turns, a little confused. He notices a statue of a lady holding an elven shield with broken sword pieces on it
BOROMIR: The shards of Narsil (he picks up the hilt part of the broken sword) The blade that cut the Ring from Sauron's hand (he runs his finger along the tip of it and cuts it causing it to bleed) Ah! (looks at it in wonder) Its still sharp (he looks at Aragorn who is staring at him) but no more than a broken heirloom (he drops the sword quickly and walks off. The sword end falls to the ground. Boromir pauses, but continues to walk)
Aragorn walks up and picks up the sword hilt. He pauses and sighs, the replaces it carefully upon its plinth with reverence.
