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b2memB2MeM Challenge: Winter Wonderland – I22
Format: Drabble (250 words)
Genre: family
Rating: Gen
Warnings: n/a
Characters: Aragorn, OCs
Pairings: n/a
Creators' Notes (optional): Takes place during "Winter in Arnor", during Aragorn's first winter with the Dúnedain.
Summary: Aragorn watches his cousins take to the ice.
After Taithir dismissed his pupils, the younger children headed for the frozen-over swimming hole. Aragorn followed at a more sedate pace, hand in hand with Meril. He had grown to enjoy having a sister over these months, he found. It was common enough for the children of Arnor to have prospective matches thrust their way, but Meril would never be offered to him, and so he felt completely at ease in her company.
“What is everyone doing?” he asked her, as he watched them crowd before what appeared to be another snowbank. (He shuddered – no more snowbank slides for him!) Meril laughed as they reached the crowd. Aragorn could see better, now; there was a door built into the hill that his cousins had been trying to force open! They had managed it, and now were carrying out – were those boots? He frowned, for though they looked like riding boots, the piece of antler or bone lashed to the bottom of each told him they would be no use for riding or walking.
“Those are ice skates, brother. Perhaps you had best not try them, yet,” Meril laughed. She hung back with him, watching as the younger cousins fastened on their skates and took to the ice. He marveled at how well they moved. Truly, their grace was nearly Elven! They could even dance, twirling lightly and leaping across the frozen surface, tracing figures that were a great marvel.
Perhaps, after all, he would try it – but not this day.
Format: Drabble (250 words)
Genre: family
Rating: Gen
Warnings: n/a
Characters: Aragorn, OCs
Pairings: n/a
Creators' Notes (optional): Takes place during "Winter in Arnor", during Aragorn's first winter with the Dúnedain.
Summary: Aragorn watches his cousins take to the ice.
After Taithir dismissed his pupils, the younger children headed for the frozen-over swimming hole. Aragorn followed at a more sedate pace, hand in hand with Meril. He had grown to enjoy having a sister over these months, he found. It was common enough for the children of Arnor to have prospective matches thrust their way, but Meril would never be offered to him, and so he felt completely at ease in her company.
“What is everyone doing?” he asked her, as he watched them crowd before what appeared to be another snowbank. (He shuddered – no more snowbank slides for him!) Meril laughed as they reached the crowd. Aragorn could see better, now; there was a door built into the hill that his cousins had been trying to force open! They had managed it, and now were carrying out – were those boots? He frowned, for though they looked like riding boots, the piece of antler or bone lashed to the bottom of each told him they would be no use for riding or walking.
“Those are ice skates, brother. Perhaps you had best not try them, yet,” Meril laughed. She hung back with him, watching as the younger cousins fastened on their skates and took to the ice. He marveled at how well they moved. Truly, their grace was nearly Elven! They could even dance, twirling lightly and leaping across the frozen surface, tracing figures that were a great marvel.
Perhaps, after all, he would try it – but not this day.
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