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He looks at the ship and says, "I don't deserve this."
They all stare at him: the tall fair people, the wizard, his friends. "Nonsense, my boy," the wizard says, making a good recovery. "Of course you do. You wouldn't be here if you didn't."
"No," he says, more certain now. "It's not . . . right."
They don't understand him. The tall fair people mostly look bored, a little offended. "You won't get a second chance," warns one of them--he can't tell them apart anymore. His friends are distressed. "But you have to, sir," says one--he has a hard time telling them apart sometimes, too. "You've been so ill."
"Yes, I know. You think I'm dying. But if that's true, isn't this a cheat?"
The tall fair people are definitely offended now. The wizard drags him aside, fingers as gnarled and hard as oak doubtless leaving bruises. "Speak a little fairer, my friend," the wizard advises in a grim whisper.
"I don't mean it's a cheat for them," he protests. "It's their ship. But if I'm dying, shouldn't I have the courage and the honesty to, well, die? And if I'm not dying . . ."
The wizard raises bushy eyebrows. "If?"
"Why should I get to escape being tired and in pain and lonely?"
"You--"
"I failed," he says levelly. "You know that as well as I do. That the quest succeeded is ultimately a happy accident, nothing more. I do not deserve this gift."
"Perhaps it isn't a question of deserving," the wizard suggests.
"Oh, but it is. It's my reward for doing a job none of you wanted." He laughs, bitterly, at the expression on the wizard's face. "Did you really think I didn't know? That that's exactly what it is? My reward for madness and pain and failure. And you know something? Even if I do deserve it, I don't want it. Let one of them"--with a wave at his friends, clustered anxiously on the shore--"go. Any one of them deserves it more than I."
"You are ill."
"It hasn't killed me yet."
"What are you going to do?"
For the first time in--weeks? months? years? He can't remember how long it's been since he last smiled, and the expression is achingly unfamiliar on his face. He says truthfully, almost joyfully, "I have absolutely no bloody idea."
And he turns and walks away.
They all stare at him: the tall fair people, the wizard, his friends. "Nonsense, my boy," the wizard says, making a good recovery. "Of course you do. You wouldn't be here if you didn't."
"No," he says, more certain now. "It's not . . . right."
They don't understand him. The tall fair people mostly look bored, a little offended. "You won't get a second chance," warns one of them--he can't tell them apart anymore. His friends are distressed. "But you have to, sir," says one--he has a hard time telling them apart sometimes, too. "You've been so ill."
"Yes, I know. You think I'm dying. But if that's true, isn't this a cheat?"
The tall fair people are definitely offended now. The wizard drags him aside, fingers as gnarled and hard as oak doubtless leaving bruises. "Speak a little fairer, my friend," the wizard advises in a grim whisper.
"I don't mean it's a cheat for them," he protests. "It's their ship. But if I'm dying, shouldn't I have the courage and the honesty to, well, die? And if I'm not dying . . ."
The wizard raises bushy eyebrows. "If?"
"Why should I get to escape being tired and in pain and lonely?"
"You--"
"I failed," he says levelly. "You know that as well as I do. That the quest succeeded is ultimately a happy accident, nothing more. I do not deserve this gift."
"Perhaps it isn't a question of deserving," the wizard suggests.
"Oh, but it is. It's my reward for doing a job none of you wanted." He laughs, bitterly, at the expression on the wizard's face. "Did you really think I didn't know? That that's exactly what it is? My reward for madness and pain and failure. And you know something? Even if I do deserve it, I don't want it. Let one of them"--with a wave at his friends, clustered anxiously on the shore--"go. Any one of them deserves it more than I."
"You are ill."
"It hasn't killed me yet."
"What are you going to do?"
For the first time in--weeks? months? years? He can't remember how long it's been since he last smiled, and the expression is achingly unfamiliar on his face. He says truthfully, almost joyfully, "I have absolutely no bloody idea."
And he turns and walks away.
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Date: 2007-02-13 03:33 am (UTC)It also makes me want to be thinky about Tolkein and happy endings, but jet lag has eaten my powers of think.
I'm so glad I refreshed my friends page one last time before bed - I'm kind of hoping that I'll get to dream a 'what next' for this.
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Date: 2007-02-13 03:38 am (UTC)I would argue that he did earn it, for that long trek through the wilderness, through Mordor, knowing how slim the chance was, but that's not the point here.
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Date: 2007-02-13 01:44 pm (UTC)Goodness, let's hope so.
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Date: 2007-02-13 05:07 am (UTC)BTW: I got here via
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Date: 2007-02-13 04:35 pm (UTC)But I'm a sucker for Tennyson's Ulysses.
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Date: 2007-02-13 08:12 am (UTC)(Morality aside, other people than me must've thought that it'd be awfully boring for Bilbo and Frodo, being the only two Hobbits in a world full of Elves. This is discounting the 'no sex' issue, it being Tolkien and such things not being pertinent.)
The original ending? Very much for the weeping-over when you are 12. Not so much for the adulthood. Although, set into Tolkienish perspective, I suppose it makes sense.
Also, had this been the filmed ending, we would have been spared that bloody awful song.
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Date: 2007-02-13 10:20 am (UTC)A lovely reimagining of the ending.
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Date: 2007-02-13 01:17 pm (UTC)Such good points made in so few words.
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Date: 2007-02-13 01:20 pm (UTC)The West isn't supposed to be a reward, and that isn't supposed to be a happy ending.
Bilbo and Frodo go to the West because the possibility of the gift of death has been taken from them, and at least that way they can live with other people who don't die and drug themselves with music and perhaps in time be healed enough to get death back. That's what Elrond hopes for Bilbo anyway. The power of choosing, of answering like that, of walking out of the story, is... well, if Frodo could have done that, he wouldn't have lost all he's lost by that point.
Frodo had lost his will, not just his will to live but his will. You're saying Tolkien was sentimental to offer the possibility of healing when they're essentially already dead, but is it not more sentimental to offer the possibility of living at that point? Frodo's failed in his quest, and he's already failed at living too, all he can do even in crisis is be shocked and sad. He initiates nothing. By the end there he's prophesying, he has lost where he is in time. He has no will, never mind free will, he can't live, and has lost the capacity for the mercy of death. If he were capable of making the choice you have him make, he'd never have been in the place where he had to make it.
You can't put the end of The Anubis Gates there and have it work. All the weight of it is wrong.
Or, to put it another way, if you want to write a different story that comes up to that point and leaves the failed hero with will to choose, that would be fine.
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Date: 2007-02-13 02:10 pm (UTC)Just one addition: the elves might feel pity or sorrow if this happened; but bored? offended? I don't know who the "tall fair people" are, but they have nothing in common with Tolkien's elves. And the wizard isn't Gandalf either.
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Date: 2007-02-13 04:35 pm (UTC)I know this 400 words is monumentally unfair to Tolkien and traduces a number of things about his work and his beliefs.
I'm not stupid.
However, I can still disagree with his beliefs. And sometimes, in some moods, I do. This is one way to express that disagreement.
It's also a cross-connect in my head with "The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas," and therefore has been warped accordingly. There are, in other words, reasons that the tall fair people don't seem like Tolkien's elves and the wizard doesn't seem like one of Tolkien's wizards. It's not because I don't know how to write Tolkien's elves and wizards, but because I was treating LotR as an intertext.
I am well aware of your feelings about Tolkien and the Lord of the Rings. And I'm sorry this offended you. But I'm not going to censor myself accordingly.
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Date: 2007-02-23 05:27 pm (UTC)Tolkien raps the Valar over the knuckles for their attempts to do exactly that (create a pure land untouched by Melkor and leaving him to rampage throughout Arda before the coming of the Children).
Mortals do die in Valinor (ask Ar-Pharazon); in fact, they may even die sooner, their lives not being made for the unstained land.
A 'happy ending' would have been the Hobbits returning to the Shire after the Big Adventure and finding it completely unchanged and untouched, which was not what happened.
Besides, it's a bit much to get huffy about people giving their opinions on your piece when you yourself have done a mashup of Tolkien and LeGuin (without evening asking the author if you might use her work, I dare say?)
Isn't provoking discussion and different points of view what you were aiming at?
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Date: 2007-02-23 06:14 pm (UTC)Kindly don't put words in my mouth. Nowhere did I say I think Tolkien's is a "happy" ending. Of course it isn't, nor can it be. My thoughts about his ending, and my argument with it, are here (http://truepenny.livejournal.com/493180.html).
I prefer to go by "The Spiky Mace of Mild Reason"
Date: 2007-02-23 11:43 pm (UTC)Putting it up on for all to see makes it available for comment, and you take the chance of those who disagree with your reading as you disagree with Tolkien's.
Either don't use his characters, or change them sufficiently to be unrecognisable, if you want to escape we vicious and horrible renders of 'Hmm, don't think you've got the idea there' or 'Sorry, not the world as constructed by the author on his terms.'
How about a re-imagining of the ending of "The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas"? Where, say, the victim chooses to suffer to ensure Omelas and its people stay as they are? Which is what you seem to me to have Frodo doing, here, but then, I obviously don't get what you're getting at, so my opinion need be no more burdensome to you than the flicker of dying electrons on the screen.
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Date: 2007-02-14 12:08 am (UTC)I didn't realize that Frodo and Bilbo were to live forever Oversea. I thought that only the Elves were immortal, and that Tolkien made it clear elsewhere (in the Letters again, perhaps) that only the Elves had the mental/emotional capacity to endure living forever. That other races wouldn't be able to bear it, weren't equipped to handle it.
I've always thought both Bilbo and Frodo would live out the remainder of their lives and then die, just as would Gimli after Legolas took him Oversea.
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Date: 2007-02-13 04:14 pm (UTC)I also just wanted to say how much i love your books. So much so in fact that i'm using Melusine to compare against the madness of king george for me english coursework. :)
Anyway, a truly beautiful piece of writing.
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Date: 2007-02-13 04:42 pm (UTC)Did Frodo really EVER have real relationships to connect him to the Shire? His love of the Shire seems to me to be rather detached and condescending from the get-go, at most a love of the familiar . . a rather Asperger's-Syndrome-like abstract fondness. Much is made of the friendship between Frodo and Sam. Were they really friends? There is no equality in their relationship . . Sam SERVES Frodo. Again there is fondess, but not what I would describe as a real friendship. In fact, Frodo is not close to ANY of his fellows, really. Throughout the books he is a little apart and alone. That's why his sailing into the West made sense to me. Why not? Once the Shire changed enough so that Frodo didn't have the familiarity to cling to, what was left to keep him "home"? Did EVIL damage Frodo so that he couldn't live normally at the end of the story? Or did the changes to the Shire (which were wrought by evil, but would have come anyway, albeit more gently) simply kill what little Frodo had to connect him to others?
I like YOUR Ringbearer better than the original, Truepenny. There is loyalty, honesty, and a courage in your character that I don't think exists at all in the original. Your ringbearer is NOT detached.
Alas, I suppose you'd get your socks sued off if you rewrote the whole tale, lol. Plus you probably have other stories clamouring to be written. :-)
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Date: 2007-02-13 05:16 pm (UTC)awesome!
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Date: 2007-02-13 05:56 pm (UTC)I can't say for sure because it's been far too long since I've read Tolkien's letters and such, but I don't think he intended it to be a "get away from Death free card" situation, either. More that it was an opportunity for those few given the gift to go West to live the rest of their lives in peace, with no pain.
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Date: 2007-02-13 06:03 pm (UTC)I was puzzled by this too, but on second read I interpreted the "if I'm dying" as referring to a curable illness, not the general condition of mortality.
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Date: 2007-02-13 06:57 pm (UTC)What happens to heroes (he's not the only one, of course) - put into storage until required. You wouldn't do it to a dog, would you?
The Ones Who Walk Away from the West and the Sea
Date: 2007-02-14 10:15 am (UTC)That's courage, to chose the not knowing.
I loved the not being able to tell his friends appart either.
And just in the conversation, the change and discovering in the actually speaking the words out loud.
Brava!
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Date: 2007-02-24 10:30 pm (UTC)I like it.
Jay
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Date: 2007-02-28 12:25 pm (UTC)rous
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Date: 2007-03-06 04:33 pm (UTC)Frodohim who learned to smile by walking away from.. the proffered lotuses? the pipe dream?I adore how you reference Ursula Le Guin's story as well.