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Sudden Spring |
For the LiveJournal tolkien_weekly "Water: Ice and Snow" challenge. |
When first I set eyes on her in the shadows of Meduseld, I thought of a birch sapling in snow; holding herself rigid against endless winter. And when her icy shell began to thaw in the warmth of Aragorn’s smile, I winced, knowing this budding hope could bring only pain to her and grief to him. Now mere moon-rounds later I see her joy unfolding beneath the sun, basking in her Steward’s love, and I am baffled by the swift season-changes of Mortal hearts; yet I cannot but be glad for this maiden who is cold and pale no more. |