Aearwen's Little Bits - Broken
Apr. 9th, 2011 01:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aearwenAnd the drabble this week is in response to the B2MEM prompt for Day #10 - Gondolin.
Start a story or poem with Charles Dickens' famous opening line from A Tale of Two Cities: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." (If you're creating a piece of artwork for this challenge, use this line as your theme or title.)
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Eregon straightened to attention as his Lady passed on her white mare.
No longer need they fear incursions from that vile tower to the north. Dol Guldur was no more; he had been there to watch as his Lady had sung its utter ruin.
And now, amazingly, she was leaving. The Golden Wood was emptying, some Elves sailing with the Lady, while others following the Lord to Imladris. He had distant kin in Eryn Lasgalen, among the Tawarren and Laegren.
In victory, the Galadhrim were a broken people.
Start a story or poem with Charles Dickens' famous opening line from A Tale of Two Cities: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times." (If you're creating a piece of artwork for this challenge, use this line as your theme or title.)
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Eregon straightened to attention as his Lady passed on her white mare.
No longer need they fear incursions from that vile tower to the north. Dol Guldur was no more; he had been there to watch as his Lady had sung its utter ruin.
And now, amazingly, she was leaving. The Golden Wood was emptying, some Elves sailing with the Lady, while others following the Lord to Imladris. He had distant kin in Eryn Lasgalen, among the Tawarren and Laegren.
In victory, the Galadhrim were a broken people.
