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lord of the rings drabbles, set before/during the war
quick note-Thanks to Viv and ArwenEvenstar for reviewing. Sauron and Legolas are pretty much included.
2-Quicksilver
2.1-poison of rohan
Grima’s work is that of a subtle art, barely perceptible even to those granted great gifts of vision, such as her, dear sister, clear-sighted. She knows, of course, that he darkens the mind of Theoden-king, but only a bit of how he does it. How indeed.
By sowing the seeds of Saruman and leaving the now small kingdom of Rohan to reap their rewards.
Torching the Westfold, burning rapidly through it, slicing deftly through the tall wild grass as if through a thick, leafy forest.
Burn, burn, burn, and set hearts and minds aflame with an unintelligible sort of madness.
2.2-mirkwood
The Shadow is ever darkening the lands there, bringing with it a deepening sense of dread, of doom.
Legolas knows he may never see the elves sing of the Sea again; he may not live that long, though he has lived for centuries.
The long arm of Sauron approaches now, accompanied by orcs and Uruk-Hai and Wild Men and those, like Saruman, who wish too to rise in the wake of Middle-earth’s destruction.
Only total death could be the end result, an end of sorts to the glorious life now living to their doom on Middle-earth, fated only to die.
2.3-barad-dur
Doom, ring the bells of Sauron always, doom doom doom.
A force is amassing in Mordor, mustering thousands nay nearly millions who wish only power, only this evil sort of knowledge that comes from the first Shadow ever to grace Arda: Morgoth, and Sauron but his follower.
Ask Sauron how followers feel and he will torment you to the end of your days.
Ask him how he felt as a servant of Morgoth and he will leave you suffering for as long as is humanly (or, conversely, not so humanly if you are of such a race) possible.
Just don’t.
2.4-rivendell
Queen of the stars, sing the songs of the elves, A Elbereth Gilthoniel!
Their time on Middle-earth is coming to a rather abrupt close, as they prepare to leave for Valinor.
They will leave the day you enter, perhaps a bitter irony, a bone of contention to you in later days.
You wanted to be one; it’s too late, far too late for that.
Rivendell is nearly empty now, the last few going off to war.
You see this now, your heart just aching to see just once the beauty, the suffering.
You can’t be one of them; powerful, intense.
2.5-forsake the twilight
This touches her more deeply than she lets him see.
To leave her people for him, this, this is harder than she first thought, all those years ago, but to her people it is but yesterday.
Such a rift between her and her father now, she muses bitterly, like never there was before.
Once she was the Evening Star of her people and now she will remain but a memory to them, a fleeting glimpse of fading beauty.
She will forsake the twilight for him, and never again can she turn back now.
This is, oh this really is, forever.
2.6-endgame
Frodo the Nine-Fingers.
That is how he is now remembered in folklore, the ringbearer.
What an arduous, treacherous task and now he can hardly see the day in front of him, underneath the fog of his mind.
It has tainted him terribly, perhaps beyond salvation, and he can no longer live where he is not breathing.
Every day breaks him, shatters him, and picks up the pieces at the end.
Too much for a destroyed person to take.
So he must leave the world of Middle-earth in hopes elsewhere he can be something again.
Like he was before.
