Very nice! Tuor's story is one has always interested me, particularly the version that JRRT penned that is published in The History of Middle-Earth, and your ficlet is a snapshot in time, showing his determination that will take him through a truly incredible journey.
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!
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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!