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Starved (G) Print

Written by Hurinhouse

11 January 2009 | 129 words

Title: Starved
Author: hurinhouse
Word count: 100
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not true, just muse.
Archive: Tolkien Weekly, Sons of Gondor
Notes: for the Feast challenge on Tolkien Weekly

He scoffed mentally at his men each time they kneeled, but he knew his counsel would be ignored.

Long gone for him were the luxuries of joy and sorrow, humor and pain, and this useless faith that some still held. Bloodlust and detachment had dried up those bygone frills and had been matchless tools of survival for months.

But the gray prow never lowered as it drifted past. And though he still did not share his brother’s blind fealty, the sight of that final peace flooded his starved mind with a feast of emotion, and brought him to his knees.

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2 Comment(s)

Lovely imagery. Leaves me with so many questions. The final line is poetic in its quiet truth. There is certainly more than one way to be brought to one’s knees. Thank you.

— Vanwa Hravani    Sunday 11 January 2009, 19:01    #

thank you so much for reading and for your kind feedback.

— hurinhouse    Monday 12 January 2009, 11:39    #

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