Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| I Remember... |
| XXV. Cue: Childhood memories What do I remember from my childhood? When my parents died? Yes, I remember that. I wish I didn’t. No, what I remember best--happiest--from my days in Buckland was finding a dingle of violets, near Crickhollow and the High Hay. Purple violets and white butterflies with but the slightest tinge of green to the edges of their wings. They were so striking against the blooms! Beautiful! I tried so to get those colors with my paints. I thought the fairies must come there to dance among the flowers and that beautiful scent, with the butterflies weaving about them.... |