Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Wayward |
Prompt: Misty Mountains: Write a story or poem or create an artwork in which a character unaccustomed to acting as a leader must make an important decision. |
| In Anduin's rushes lay two men, one asleep, the other fretting: river or road? Anduin's a sure way south, guarantees water. The road... Ailos longs for its evenness – and its bridges. Could they swim those east-running streams? He considers his companion. He's no Westron: “Sunny,” Ailos calls him, for his praying sunward, dawn and dusk, and daily aches from helping Sunny hobble along. A lamed Southron, can't walk, can't talk, likely can't swim... Tears threaten. Why's everything on me? He's so tired... Too tired: 'tis Sunny or Anduin... “Damn you,” Ailos whispers. Next morn, he leaves Sunny sleeping... |
Sequel to Beyond the Pale |