B9 - The Grass is Singing
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B2MeM Challenge: Alternate Viewpoint: "The Voice of Saruman"; Scientific achievement: Metalworking; Write what you know: Title and/or lines from a favourite non-Tolkien poem
Format: Drabble
Genre: Gen
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Characters: Dunlendings
Pairings: N/A
Summary: We lived freely and made many beautiful things.
The Grass is Singing
We worked in gold, bronze, copper, iron, brass. We lived freely and made many beautiful things. When the Sea-Lords and the Straw-Heads allied themselves against us, we made shields, swords, helmets. None of it was enough. They stole our lands and cursed our dead to walk forever. We took to the hills and ate grass.
The White Hand came amongst us. He reminded us of what we had lost. He gave us the new hard metal.
Now his valley is a wasteland and we creep back to our hills. But we will never forget how steel feels in the hand.
Format: Drabble
Genre: Gen
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Characters: Dunlendings
Pairings: N/A
Summary: We lived freely and made many beautiful things.
The Grass is Singing
We worked in gold, bronze, copper, iron, brass. We lived freely and made many beautiful things. When the Sea-Lords and the Straw-Heads allied themselves against us, we made shields, swords, helmets. None of it was enough. They stole our lands and cursed our dead to walk forever. We took to the hills and ate grass.
The White Hand came amongst us. He reminded us of what we had lost. He gave us the new hard metal.
Now his valley is a wasteland and we creep back to our hills. But we will never forget how steel feels in the hand.