Title: And a Sword Shall Pierce
Author:
labourslampRecipient:
dreamflower02Fandom: The Hobbit
Character: Dis
Rating: PG
Warnings: viscera
Word Count: 100
She hammered at the metal to the rhythm of the heart that beat in her belly. A weapon this would be, for her son, honed of the sharpest steel, to smite the flesh of his enemies--
--A dry, dusty day, with his lifeblood oozing from his gut, the last image in his eyes the sight of his fallen brother--
She blinked, wiped the sweat from her brow, and stared at the steel in her hands. No, she told herself. Had war not ended sixty years past? Weapons could be wielded against brigands, after all, and a merchant's caravan always needed defending.
But the sight of her foremothers grew along with her child, and Dis knew in her bones that she would survive her son.