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B2MeM Challenge: Alternate Viewpoint: Fog on the Barrow-Downs; Economy: Luxury Items
Format: Drabble
Genre: Gen
Rating: G
Characters: Goldberry
Pairings: N/A
Summary: No, she will not forget her, the woman who once wore this brooch.
Queen of a Little Kingdom; Queen of Infinite Space
No, she will not forget her, the woman who once wore this brooch. She remembers her well – last queen of a fading kingdom of men, on her wedding day, fresh and sweet and ornamented, with the hope of a whole people pinned upon her. She will not forget her – or her sacrifice.
The north has weathered many winters. Its bones and ruins lie shivering in the thin grass, waiting. In a little house on the border, a woman greets the golden sunrise before returning to her work. Mending, making, minding. Dancing among the rushes with the silver river running by.
Format: Drabble
Genre: Gen
Rating: G
Characters: Goldberry
Pairings: N/A
Summary: No, she will not forget her, the woman who once wore this brooch.
Queen of a Little Kingdom; Queen of Infinite Space
No, she will not forget her, the woman who once wore this brooch. She remembers her well – last queen of a fading kingdom of men, on her wedding day, fresh and sweet and ornamented, with the hope of a whole people pinned upon her. She will not forget her – or her sacrifice.
The north has weathered many winters. Its bones and ruins lie shivering in the thin grass, waiting. In a little house on the border, a woman greets the golden sunrise before returning to her work. Mending, making, minding. Dancing among the rushes with the silver river running by.
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Date: 2012-03-21 09:35 am (UTC)- Erulisse (one L)
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Date: 2012-03-21 04:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-21 10:31 am (UTC)Terrific.
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Date: 2012-03-21 04:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-21 12:27 pm (UTC)The north has weathered many winters. Its bones and ruins lie shivering in the thin grass, waiting.
I love these lines, for the loneliness and poverty they convey, but also the promise of these ruins, which may rise up again in a new form.
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Date: 2012-03-21 04:36 pm (UTC)And glad you like those lines - I think I was channelling a little of your Gilraen from this morning.
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Date: 2012-03-21 11:16 pm (UTC)I think I was channelling a little of your Gilraen from this morning.
:-D The underappreciated women of Middle-earth need all the championing they can get in fanfic! So pleased to have had a part in this drabble's genesis.
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Date: 2012-03-22 09:09 am (UTC)There's a gorgeous bit of foreshadowing of that certain favourite character in the Bombadil chapters: he summons up an image of the Dunedain in the hobbits' minds, one with a star on his brow.
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Date: 2014-03-02 11:38 am (UTC)The "hope of a whole people pinned upon her" like the blue brooch--it does strike home. And the ruins in the thin grass, shivering...
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Date: 2014-03-24 11:35 am (UTC)