The more you think, the more you write....
WRote a tribble & a half last night and then a drabble tonight while i have like 2 things that are unfinished in my computer that are like WIPs... and then grey_wonderer used my discussion topic of two entries ago to try and want to make me interested in entertaining the idea that Gandalf might've been in the Shire! (AU, or even can be canonical, can make it work and would be nice to read about...)
Gosh, i do have to work and have to entertain RL too, you know? ;) :P
I wrote a drabble though and perhaps this is somewhat presentable ....
Angst within...it's on my crush at the moment.... :P
Guess it's PGish?
He seemingly strayed into a dream. He had that strange feeling, a knot in his throat, an intuition that his worst nightmare had come true. The nightmare of his unmoving brother bloodied, in the dark, was something awful. He had woken panting and in sweat.
He waded into the shallow river and saw what he dreaded, his own brother’s face, with his sword and cloven horn, deep in slumber or death as he had foreseen?
Grief unimaginable swallowed him whole, and he cursed at himself for not taking the errand instead.
Dear Boromir!
He fell to his knees and wept.
ANd happy birthday to dawn_felagund who i met in June in the Tolkien Conference. Hope it's been a great day!!! :)
Gosh, i do have to work and have to entertain RL too, you know? ;) :P
I wrote a drabble though and perhaps this is somewhat presentable ....
Angst within...it's on my crush at the moment.... :P
Guess it's PGish?
He seemingly strayed into a dream. He had that strange feeling, a knot in his throat, an intuition that his worst nightmare had come true. The nightmare of his unmoving brother bloodied, in the dark, was something awful. He had woken panting and in sweat.
He waded into the shallow river and saw what he dreaded, his own brother’s face, with his sword and cloven horn, deep in slumber or death as he had foreseen?
Grief unimaginable swallowed him whole, and he cursed at himself for not taking the errand instead.
Dear Boromir!
He fell to his knees and wept.
ANd happy birthday to dawn_felagund who i met in June in the Tolkien Conference. Hope it's been a great day!!! :)