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I present two drabbles about pain. The first is how I imagine the aftermath of a battle in which only one survives, all his friends and brothers slain. The second is my take on the birth of an orc. These are not in order written, just connected by the subject. They were written for Instant Drabbling.
Title: On Lingering Death
Author:Rous
Word Count: 100
Characters/Work: N/A
Adult Content/Pairing: None
Disclaimer:I own no part of any copyrighted material. I only claim the essence of what I have created with some of the characters. Oh, and anything Ela is mine.
On Lingering Death
(fear, pain, death, sword)
I do not remember where I am. I try, but the thoughts escape me. I fear that things did not go well. I struggle to rise, but the pain keeps me down. Around me, only death. I see nor hear anyone alive. Oh, that they would have killed me, also. To live like this, slowly dying and alone. Death would be a much better end. Clean. Just take a sword and send me to Namo. I would rather go now than face this… this lingering decline. Oh, Eru. Why did you lead us here? To be home with my beloved.
Title: Rebirth
Author:Rous
Word Count: 100
Characters/Work: N/A
Adult Content/Pairing: None
Disclaimer:See above
Rebirth
Soften, maimed, torture, focus
Ah, to soften the pain. How is it that the stars are gone? Have they truly disappeared? Or are my eyes no longer seeing? They join my maimed soul. The torture of my very being is gradually driving me insane. It is so dark. Even my eyes cannot penetrate the blanket of nothingness that surrounds me. The focus of my being is now on just breathing. There is a gradual halt to my sensibilities. The light of my life is dimming. The dark slowly claims me. The stars, my delight, are forever gone. Never again to see them. NO! Rebirth.
Title: On Lingering Death
Author:Rous
Word Count: 100
Characters/Work: N/A
Adult Content/Pairing: None
Disclaimer:I own no part of any copyrighted material. I only claim the essence of what I have created with some of the characters. Oh, and anything Ela is mine.
On Lingering Death
(fear, pain, death, sword)
I do not remember where I am. I try, but the thoughts escape me. I fear that things did not go well. I struggle to rise, but the pain keeps me down. Around me, only death. I see nor hear anyone alive. Oh, that they would have killed me, also. To live like this, slowly dying and alone. Death would be a much better end. Clean. Just take a sword and send me to Namo. I would rather go now than face this… this lingering decline. Oh, Eru. Why did you lead us here? To be home with my beloved.
Title: Rebirth
Author:Rous
Word Count: 100
Characters/Work: N/A
Adult Content/Pairing: None
Disclaimer:See above
Rebirth
Soften, maimed, torture, focus
Ah, to soften the pain. How is it that the stars are gone? Have they truly disappeared? Or are my eyes no longer seeing? They join my maimed soul. The torture of my very being is gradually driving me insane. It is so dark. Even my eyes cannot penetrate the blanket of nothingness that surrounds me. The focus of my being is now on just breathing. There is a gradual halt to my sensibilities. The light of my life is dimming. The dark slowly claims me. The stars, my delight, are forever gone. Never again to see them. NO! Rebirth.