Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Dirge |
For her birthday, Aramel wanted a fic on interracial harmony that featured Legolas and Gimli. |
| On the morning air it came again—Elves singing grief. Uncomfortably alone by their pavillions, Elf and Dwarf glanced up. And Legolas grew still as stone, listening, til a shudder passed through him. Gimli raised a brow: "Don't you like it?" "No. Melody catches not Mithrandir; 'tis dead memory," he replied, and turned bright eyes on him. Strangely hesitant, that look, but more strange still the request: "Will you not sing?" "I?" Gimli frowned. Dwarves have many songs for hard days, but to sing for outsiders...? "Please," said Legolas quietly. After a long moment, Gimli stood, and began to chant... |