Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| A Foe Ahead, Behind Us Dread |
For the LiveJournal tolkien_weekly "Potter's Wheel: Slip" challenge. |
| Breathing hard as they reach a starlit clearing north of the Forest Road, scuttling swollen horror evaded behind them, the two Elves exchange shaky smiles of relief. “I think – we lost it...” “No thanks to you,” Taurlaegel gasps. “You need – to get quicker – on the draw!” “And you to shoot straighter,” his companion retorts. “I swear that one was horse-sized! Did you see those horrible pale eyes? And the legs...” “Your Father'll – be livid if he catches us – what'd he say last time? 'Reckless young idiots'?” Legolas punches his shoulder, grins. “Then better hope we can give him the slip!” |