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.
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