"As little might be thought", by Himring (Night heals - challenge)
Title : As little might be thought
Author : Himring
Fandom/Source : Children of Hurin (Unfinished Tales)
Rating : PG13
Characters : Aerin and Broddun, Brodda's sister (OFC)
Disclaimer : Aerin's unwilling and physically abusive marriage to the Easterling Brodda is Tolkien's. Tolkien also writes uncomplimentary things about Easterling women elsewhere in HoME, so my OFC Broddun is uncanonical in more than one way.
Spoilers/Warnings : abusive marriage referenced/implied
Summary: Broddun faces evidence of Brodda's physical abuse of Aerin.
At first, she thought Aerin had stumbled and fallen. She reached down to help her up, when Aerin’s silent but palpable flinch taught her she was wrong. She spotted black bruises along Aerin’s wrists.
She had tried to convey her disapproval by traditional means, but her brother was deaf to any hint, as if he could not conceive Broddun might have an opinion about Edain, and hints were all she dared.
Neither night nor day would heal this wound. No trust could grow. Yet she knelt, whispering in her language: ‘Sister, sister!’
And ‘sister’ Aerin repeated in Easterling after her.
A/N The title is taken from the passage about Maglor's fosterage of Elrond and Elros. This drabble belongs with an earlier drabble sequence about Aerin and Broddun written for Tolkien Weekly quite a long time ago. (I actually thought I was about to write a bit more about Caranthir and Glaurung, but was temporarily foiled by geography.)
Author : Himring
Fandom/Source : Children of Hurin (Unfinished Tales)
Rating : PG13
Characters : Aerin and Broddun, Brodda's sister (OFC)
Disclaimer : Aerin's unwilling and physically abusive marriage to the Easterling Brodda is Tolkien's. Tolkien also writes uncomplimentary things about Easterling women elsewhere in HoME, so my OFC Broddun is uncanonical in more than one way.
Spoilers/Warnings : abusive marriage referenced/implied
Summary: Broddun faces evidence of Brodda's physical abuse of Aerin.
At first, she thought Aerin had stumbled and fallen. She reached down to help her up, when Aerin’s silent but palpable flinch taught her she was wrong. She spotted black bruises along Aerin’s wrists.
She had tried to convey her disapproval by traditional means, but her brother was deaf to any hint, as if he could not conceive Broddun might have an opinion about Edain, and hints were all she dared.
Neither night nor day would heal this wound. No trust could grow. Yet she knelt, whispering in her language: ‘Sister, sister!’
And ‘sister’ Aerin repeated in Easterling after her.
A/N The title is taken from the passage about Maglor's fosterage of Elrond and Elros. This drabble belongs with an earlier drabble sequence about Aerin and Broddun written for Tolkien Weekly quite a long time ago. (I actually thought I was about to write a bit more about Caranthir and Glaurung, but was temporarily foiled by geography.)