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Jul 17, 2006 22:12

Title: Gold
Author: Aramel
Rating: General
Warnings: None really.
Summary: Caranthir visits Brethil, looking for gold. Another take on Haleth/Caranthir.
A/N: Dangit, I really need to stop writing about the Feanorians. The next one will be from a pro-Valarin POV, even though I probably won't do well at it. (for some reason, I tend to side with rebels-- ( Read more... )

haleth, general fiction, aramel, aramel_calawen, caranthir

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digdigil July 17 2006, 16:29:44 UTC
Dangit, I really need to stop writing about the Feanorians.

No you don't!!! You don't! Please keep writing about them!

Your story was beautiful. I'm currently writing about this couple too, and I find them so inspiring!

He arrives when the leaves begin to fall. She has expected him, and makes him welcome. The encampment of her people is crude compared to his, she knows, but he makes no complaint, and does not even cast a glance at the low unlovely houses. She wonders how he can seem so at ease in her land, while she is so nervous in his.

This is just a great opening paragraph. It tells us so much about the characters in just a few words.

They go travelling through the woods, sometimes for weeks. They do not ride, for the undergrowth is too thick. She enjoys walking in the thick forest, her lithe form darting where he cannot easily go, scoffing at his muttered imprecations as he bangs his head against overhanging branches.

I love this! That they would walk instead of ride, and that he would bang his head on the branches! It is such a great slice-of-life.

Four days after, they stop at the feet of some hills. It is his turn to light the fire, but he does not. Instead, he comes up to her, silhouetted in the dim light of an early winter evening. She stands, half-alarmed, her hands still bloody from the rabbit she has been skinning. His expression is intense, serious, almost nervous.

This is a great visual and also a nice insight into his character.

He presses a wooden ring into her hand, which glows palely golden in the sunset. "I found no gold," he says simply.

Wow! What a great last line! How wonderful that he would do this! Now see, how can you stop writing about them when there is so much opportunity here for a sequel???

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