Songs for the Broken
After Aragorn suffers an accident with horrendous results, someone must help him find the strength to go on with his life. This is pretty AU, as you can tell.
Scene One: The Fall
And since you know you cannot see yourself,
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of.
William Shakespeare
He'd had no idea how long he had fallen; indeed, he'd had no idea he was falling until he
shattered on the ground into what felt like a thousand pieces. Time had slowed to a stop and now started up again at a horrendously fast rate all at once.
Air sluggishly filled his lungs as he tried to breathe normally—the pain was so intense that he could barely comprehend his surroundings. His eyelids barely opened, and he was fondly greeted by a world that tilted from side to side and faded in and out of shadow like a candle in the wind. The candle blew out.
He fell again in the darkness, reaching out for a ghost's hand. No one came. No one desired to come. He was alone, he was dead, the wind would slowly carry his broken body away to lie in peace, but it would take years.
His thoughts raced. He groped for a hand again. He thought of Arwen, who loved him, found her light in the bitter darkness and clung to it when the shadows reared up to seize him once more.
And he fell.