threeplusfire: (poem)
[personal profile] threeplusfire
I sat in the theater on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

The scene where Arwen and Aragorn speak for the last time before the Fellowship departs from Rivendell gets to me. Especially when he offers her the jewel back, and she says, "Keep it. It was a gift." I haven't quite figured out how much pain that was, and how much anger, and how much of it jsut has to come from being a creature so old and utterly different. But I like that moment more and more.
This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting

Profile

threeplusfire: (Default)
three

February 2026

S M T W T F S
1234567
8 91011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Feb. 23rd, 2026 06:05 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios