Aearwen's Little Bits - Catching Up
Believe it or not, I still haven't disciplined myself to writing a drabble a day in the morning. *grump* Yes, I have a good excuse: my Muse has been pushing so hard at me to finish In The Hidden Valley that she simply refuses to consider anything else. But still. I'd really like to get back to them.
Someday...
Elladan watched loving fingers trace the outlines of the face that graced the parchment. He knew very well how much Míriel had looked like his sister - her mother - at that stage, from the determined set to the jaw to the rebellious twinkle in the eye.
With reluctance, the page was passed into more delicate hands that eagerly awaited it.
"She has Arwen's look about her," Celebrían whispered.
"She does, and yet I see Estel too," Elrond agreed. He reached for the next sketch.
Elrohir grinned in anticipation. "Just wait until you get a glimpse of her little sister!"
Someday...
Elladan watched loving fingers trace the outlines of the face that graced the parchment. He knew very well how much Míriel had looked like his sister - her mother - at that stage, from the determined set to the jaw to the rebellious twinkle in the eye.
With reluctance, the page was passed into more delicate hands that eagerly awaited it.
"She has Arwen's look about her," Celebrían whispered.
"She does, and yet I see Estel too," Elrond agreed. He reached for the next sketch.
Elrohir grinned in anticipation. "Just wait until you get a glimpse of her little sister!"