drabble: Blame

[fileg]

for the weakness challenge at tolkien_weekly

Arda does not belong to me; l belong to Arda.
This is movie!verse


Blame

Sometimes after dinner, while others sing or recount tales of old exploits, the hearth light changes before his eyes, surging to surround him and Elendil’s heir on a narrow spit of rock.

Sometimes the flickering glow of a red star can bring the memory back; other times the play of candlelight across his skin is enough to conjure the vision.

Isildur turns to go. Always, he stands dumbstruck and allows the man to leave.


Turning away from the wizard’s words, he fixes his gaze carefully on the river in the distance. “Men are weak,” he mutters, unable to forgive himself.

Comments

[numenora.livejournal.com]

Wow--That is spectacular! I could see everything just as Elrond did--Outstanding. Patty.

[fileg.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'm hoping to keep my hand in this time - the longer I go without writing, the easier it seems to just not do it again - very dangerous.