"Patience" by Linaewen
Mar. 3rd, 2014 06:53 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Title: Patience
Author Name: Linaewen
Prompt: Feet in Chains
Summary: Tuor contemplates his captivity.
Rating: G
Warnings: None
I must be patient. If I am patient, my chance will come.
These chains that bind me are hard to bear, an ever-present reminder of my captivity and thraldom -- but I can bear them, for it is not forever. If I am patient, my chance will come and I shall escape this slavery.
Lorgan the Easterling, who claims to own me, treats me evilly. He thinks that by breaking my pride and my spirit, he will strike a blow against the House of Hador. But I cannot be broken. I shall endure everything, for I am strong. If I am patient, my chance will come, and freedom shall be mine.
They are heavy, these chains. I feel the cold, biting weight of them about my ankles, my feet held fast by iron shackles that bruise and chafe -- yet I can bear the pain and the limitations they bring, more easily than I can bear the weight of the grief and despair my enslaved people wear like fetters. Such oppression is heavier than any physical binding. Yet it is not forever. If I am patient, my chance will come, and I shall rescue my people.
Patience... My chance comes....
Author Name: Linaewen
Prompt: Feet in Chains
Summary: Tuor contemplates his captivity.
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Patience
I must be patient. If I am patient, my chance will come.
These chains that bind me are hard to bear, an ever-present reminder of my captivity and thraldom -- but I can bear them, for it is not forever. If I am patient, my chance will come and I shall escape this slavery.
Lorgan the Easterling, who claims to own me, treats me evilly. He thinks that by breaking my pride and my spirit, he will strike a blow against the House of Hador. But I cannot be broken. I shall endure everything, for I am strong. If I am patient, my chance will come, and freedom shall be mine.
They are heavy, these chains. I feel the cold, biting weight of them about my ankles, my feet held fast by iron shackles that bruise and chafe -- yet I can bear the pain and the limitations they bring, more easily than I can bear the weight of the grief and despair my enslaved people wear like fetters. Such oppression is heavier than any physical binding. Yet it is not forever. If I am patient, my chance will come, and I shall rescue my people.
Patience... My chance comes....
no subject
Date: 2014-03-10 01:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-10 01:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-10 03:25 am (UTC)You've done a great job of choosing the kinds of impactive words that makes a drabble so impressive in such a short space. I admire anyone who can write these!
no subject
Date: 2014-03-10 08:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-10 02:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-10 10:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-10 11:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-11 11:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-12 02:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-16 01:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-26 04:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-27 12:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-03-31 11:57 am (UTC)I feel the cold, biting weight of them about my ankles, my feet held fast by iron shackles that bruise and chafe -- yet I can bear the pain and the limitations they bring, more easily than I can bear the weight of the grief and despair my enslaved people wear like fetters. Such oppression is heavier than any physical binding.
That passage pretty much says it all for me. Well done!
no subject
Date: 2014-04-17 06:49 am (UTC)