"Reception committee", by Himring (Back to Life challenge)
Title : Reception committee
Author : Himring
Fandom/Source : The Silmarillion, History of Middle-earth
Rating : PG13
Characters : Maeglin, Salgant
Disclaimer : Tolkien's characters (no offence intended, no monetary recompense received).
Spoilers/Warnings : I guess not? Except I that I suspect Tolkien didn't intend this to happen. Oh, and I guess it reveals that Maeglin died at some point?
Summary : Maeglin leaves Mandos. (This is completely out of sequence, which is why I hesitated to write or post it, but it was clearly blocking all other responses to the prompt.)
The Gates of Mandos cracked open and Maeglin inched through as if a regiment of balrogs were waiting for him. In fact, it was unexpectedly quiet outside. Maeglin blinked, confused by dappled sunlight. Then he spotted Salgant, who had been sitting on a boulder and nervously scoffing a sizable hummus and artichoke sandwich.
‘It’s all right,’ said Salgant quickly, getting up. ‘They all wanted to come, but we decided that if it was just me, it might be less…,’ he seemed to be looking for a circumlocution and failing, ‘terrifying?’
He regarded Maeglin hopefully.
‘You terrify me quite suffiently, Salgant.’
Author : Himring
Fandom/Source : The Silmarillion, History of Middle-earth
Rating : PG13
Characters : Maeglin, Salgant
Disclaimer : Tolkien's characters (no offence intended, no monetary recompense received).
Spoilers/Warnings : I guess not? Except I that I suspect Tolkien didn't intend this to happen. Oh, and I guess it reveals that Maeglin died at some point?
Summary : Maeglin leaves Mandos. (This is completely out of sequence, which is why I hesitated to write or post it, but it was clearly blocking all other responses to the prompt.)
The Gates of Mandos cracked open and Maeglin inched through as if a regiment of balrogs were waiting for him. In fact, it was unexpectedly quiet outside. Maeglin blinked, confused by dappled sunlight. Then he spotted Salgant, who had been sitting on a boulder and nervously scoffing a sizable hummus and artichoke sandwich.
‘It’s all right,’ said Salgant quickly, getting up. ‘They all wanted to come, but we decided that if it was just me, it might be less…,’ he seemed to be looking for a circumlocution and failing, ‘terrifying?’
He regarded Maeglin hopefully.
‘You terrify me quite suffiently, Salgant.’