Tolkien Fan Fiction Home Tolkien Fan FictionAll the tales of the Valar and the Elves are so knit together that one may scarce expound any one without needing to set forth the whole of their great history.
Pelargir
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  Post A Review  Printer Friendly  Help

[Index][Next]

1
March 13, 3019: Ghost

What did happen at Pelargir? (See author's notes for specific genesis of question.) Drabble the first...


~~~

Dawnlight seeped through the unhinged door, illuminating death. Stiff bodies lay still, bloodstains seeming strange, lawless shadows. Like us, Šuraš thought. We should've died.

Instead, they grieved, Ihna'a rocking wordlessly. Šuraš crawled to their brother, closed his eyes, whispered: “Thy roses testify”; then taking Ihna'a's bloody hand and the dagger, urged:

“Come.”

Outside, smoke hung heavy; north and west, war still sounded. But they, shade-like, passed amid silent streets and corpses fallen in fight or flight 'til Wainwrights' Square.

There men and boys, soldiers and citizens lay in mounds of butchered parts.

Ahaya!” breathed Šuraš.

Thus had Pelargir been won.

[Index][Next]

Post A Review

Report this chapter for abuse of site guidelines. (Opens new window)

CHTcnt:559
A Mike Kellner Web Site
Tolkien Characters, Locations, & Artifacts © Tolkien Estate & Designated Licensees - All Rights Reserved
Stories & Other Content © The Respective Authors - All Rights Reserved
Software & Design © 2003 - 2014 Michael G Kellner All Rights Reserved
Hosted by:Raven Studioz