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Entwining Fates |
Arwen contemplates threads of fate while weaving threads into a banner. |
Fate assigned us different roads. You stride to your fate, even as I, having already embraced mine, sit weaving and watching. Waiting for the day when our paths will finally meet. But who can say which course is the harder? To walk through peril and danger, with death as foe, an end of hope for Middle-earth? Or to welcome death with open arms, as hope for a new beginning? I watch you from afar as your life thread unfolds, even as I weave these threads to a sign of hope. Linking the threads. Joining the roads. Uniting the sundered kindred. |
A/N: - Thanks to Dwimordene for suggesting a better version of my title. 04.03.04 B-drabble for Sphinx, who wanted to see a drabble with Aragorn and Arwen – well, Aragorn is there in spirit, at least. |