This is two days early, but I thought the one being honored would not mind if I posted this today. ;-)
In honor of the upcoming birthday on Friday of![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
my_cocoon -- which is also MY birthday, I might add with absolutely no shame :-D -- I have written my first drabble ever. And since I could not possibly keep it to 100 words, I have made it a double drabble.
Also, since I can't ever write anything that does not have historical background and research involved, here is the setting for this particular drabble:
On June 20, 3018 -- according to Tolkien's Tale of Years -- Sauron attacked Osgiliath. Boromir spoke of that attack before the Council of Elrond, saying, "...in the days of June, sudden war came upon us out of Mordor..."
The day had been especially warm, even for the middle days of June. As dusk fell and bright stars appeared in the darkening sky, the heat of the sun could still be felt emanating in warm waves from broken stone walls and crumbled masonry – all that remained of the once great city of Osgiliath.
From his vantage point atop an elevated terrace of tumbled flagstone nigh the great stone bridge spanning the Anduin River, Boromir gazed out across the water to the eastern shore, veiled in silent shadow. The enemy was there, lurking in the darkness. Any day now, they would come – a horde of Orcs awaiting only the signal from their Master to attempt passage of the bridge. If that passage was won, then Sauron would gain for his armies a straight path into the heart of Gondor.
That must be prevented at all costs.
“Only a matter of days now until loëndë, the Middle-day,” sighed Boromir ruefully. “It should be a time of festival and merry-making! Yet here I am, awaiting certain battle – if word received by my father of the Dark Lord’s movements is accurate...”
Boromir scowled.
'Twas a fine way to spend one’s birthday!
And here's an illustration to accompany the double drabble: Captain of Gondor
In honor of the upcoming birthday on Friday of
my_cocoon -- which is also MY birthday, I might add with absolutely no shame :-D -- I have written my first drabble ever. And since I could not possibly keep it to 100 words, I have made it a double drabble.Also, since I can't ever write anything that does not have historical background and research involved, here is the setting for this particular drabble:
On June 20, 3018 -- according to Tolkien's Tale of Years -- Sauron attacked Osgiliath. Boromir spoke of that attack before the Council of Elrond, saying, "...in the days of June, sudden war came upon us out of Mordor..."
The day had been especially warm, even for the middle days of June. As dusk fell and bright stars appeared in the darkening sky, the heat of the sun could still be felt emanating in warm waves from broken stone walls and crumbled masonry – all that remained of the once great city of Osgiliath.
From his vantage point atop an elevated terrace of tumbled flagstone nigh the great stone bridge spanning the Anduin River, Boromir gazed out across the water to the eastern shore, veiled in silent shadow. The enemy was there, lurking in the darkness. Any day now, they would come – a horde of Orcs awaiting only the signal from their Master to attempt passage of the bridge. If that passage was won, then Sauron would gain for his armies a straight path into the heart of Gondor.
That must be prevented at all costs.
“Only a matter of days now until loëndë, the Middle-day,” sighed Boromir ruefully. “It should be a time of festival and merry-making! Yet here I am, awaiting certain battle – if word received by my father of the Dark Lord’s movements is accurate...”
Boromir scowled.
'Twas a fine way to spend one’s birthday!
And here's an illustration to accompany the double drabble: Captain of Gondor
