A drabble...
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cairistionaFear not, the next chapter of The Ranger and the Eagles will go up today, but over the weekend I was reading in HoMe and got a teeny plot bunny:
Trust
The faith of a child...
A drabble of 100 of my own words--the quote from Morgoth's Ring that inspired this isn't included in the word count. :)
Rated G
Unbeta'd--although it's very much a portion of the fruit of much laborious discussion between Inzilbeth and I when I was researching The Ranger and the Eagles. My thanks to her for straightening me out on several aspects of Aragorn (pun intended!).
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The small boy banged his heels against the stone wall, left-right-left-right, a happy rhythm. He opened his mouth wide and took a huge bite out of the apple he held in his small hand, then pointed up. “See that, Glorfin’l?”
“That cloud?”
“The whole sky.”
“Yes.”
“Eru thought it up, didn’t He?”
“And the Ainur sang it into being.”
“I’m glad He made it blue.”
“And when it is pink?”
“Like sunrise? That’s pretty. But blue’s better.”
“Blue is very nice.”
“Eru is nice.”
“How do you know?”
He shrugged. “I just know.” He jumped lightly down and skipped away.
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“‘Amdir we call it, ‘looking up’. But there is another which is founded deeper. Estel we call it, that is trust. It is not defeated by the ways of the world, for it does not come from experience, but from our nature and first being.” - Athrabeth Finrod Ah Andreth, Morgoth’s Ring, page 320 in my particular copy, with is the 1993 Houghton Mifflin Company hardback edition.
Trust
The faith of a child...
A drabble of 100 of my own words--the quote from Morgoth's Ring that inspired this isn't included in the word count. :)
Rated G
Unbeta'd--although it's very much a portion of the fruit of much laborious discussion between Inzilbeth and I when I was researching The Ranger and the Eagles. My thanks to her for straightening me out on several aspects of Aragorn (pun intended!).
___
The small boy banged his heels against the stone wall, left-right-left-right, a happy rhythm. He opened his mouth wide and took a huge bite out of the apple he held in his small hand, then pointed up. “See that, Glorfin’l?”
“That cloud?”
“The whole sky.”
“Yes.”
“Eru thought it up, didn’t He?”
“And the Ainur sang it into being.”
“I’m glad He made it blue.”
“And when it is pink?”
“Like sunrise? That’s pretty. But blue’s better.”
“Blue is very nice.”
“Eru is nice.”
“How do you know?”
He shrugged. “I just know.” He jumped lightly down and skipped away.
___
“‘Amdir we call it, ‘looking up’. But there is another which is founded deeper. Estel we call it, that is trust. It is not defeated by the ways of the world, for it does not come from experience, but from our nature and first being.” - Athrabeth Finrod Ah Andreth, Morgoth’s Ring, page 320 in my particular copy, with is the 1993 Houghton Mifflin Company hardback edition.
