Homecoming by Erulissse (one L)
Title: Homecoming
Challenge: Celebrate - Homecoming
Author: Erulisse (one L)
Characters/Pairing: Gilraen
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Book/Source: The Lord of the Rings
Disclaimer: Tolkien built the sandbox, I only play with the bucket and shovel that he left for me. No money, profit or non, is made from the publication of this story.
Homecoming
Whispers preceded her growing louder as she walked by. Despite the gossip, she held a place among these people; her lineage assured it. She was a Chief’s daughter, High-chieftain’s wife, and the Heir of Isildur’s mother. Her head was held high despite her hidden trembling.
The door of the small house closed and she collapsed into a chair. Her mother scrutinized her sharply, noticing the shining strands of grey hair.
“Well now, that weren’t too bad, hmmm?” Ivorwen clucked. “I’ll put some water on for tea.”
Gilraen smiled weakly. “Well, childbirth was harder than this homecoming, but not by much.”
Challenge: Celebrate - Homecoming
Author: Erulisse (one L)
Characters/Pairing: Gilraen
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Book/Source: The Lord of the Rings
Disclaimer: Tolkien built the sandbox, I only play with the bucket and shovel that he left for me. No money, profit or non, is made from the publication of this story.
Homecoming
Whispers preceded her growing louder as she walked by. Despite the gossip, she held a place among these people; her lineage assured it. She was a Chief’s daughter, High-chieftain’s wife, and the Heir of Isildur’s mother. Her head was held high despite her hidden trembling.
The door of the small house closed and she collapsed into a chair. Her mother scrutinized her sharply, noticing the shining strands of grey hair.
“Well now, that weren’t too bad, hmmm?” Ivorwen clucked. “I’ll put some water on for tea.”
Gilraen smiled weakly. “Well, childbirth was harder than this homecoming, but not by much.”