Marketplace Rumors
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b2memB2MeM Prompt and Path:Hope, Red
Format:Drabble
Genre:Drama
Rating:PG
Warnings:None
Characters:Nerdanel
Pairings:None
Creator’s Notes:Tolkien provided the sandbox, I merely play with the bucket and shovel he left behind. No profit of any kind is made from my fanworks.
Summary:While in the marketplace Nerdanel hears rumors of two prominent elves reborn and returned from Mandos.
Marketplace Rumors
She first heard the rumor as she was in the marketplace choosing fresh vegetables for her meal that evening. The market was buzzing.
“Back?”
“Really?”
“How did he look?”
As she turned with her produce, she heard more.
“Finrod and Glorfindel? Who would have thought they would be returned to us?”
As the implications of what she was hearing hit, she almost dropped her woven bag. ‘Returned? They had fallen in Middle Earth and were now returned?’ She breathed in deeply, her fingernails cutting into the palms of her hands, drawing blood. Hope, so long tamped down, came forth again.
Format:Drabble
Genre:Drama
Rating:PG
Warnings:None
Characters:Nerdanel
Pairings:None
Creator’s Notes:Tolkien provided the sandbox, I merely play with the bucket and shovel he left behind. No profit of any kind is made from my fanworks.
Summary:While in the marketplace Nerdanel hears rumors of two prominent elves reborn and returned from Mandos.
Marketplace Rumors
She first heard the rumor as she was in the marketplace choosing fresh vegetables for her meal that evening. The market was buzzing.
“Back?”
“Really?”
“How did he look?”
As she turned with her produce, she heard more.
“Finrod and Glorfindel? Who would have thought they would be returned to us?”
As the implications of what she was hearing hit, she almost dropped her woven bag. ‘Returned? They had fallen in Middle Earth and were now returned?’ She breathed in deeply, her fingernails cutting into the palms of her hands, drawing blood. Hope, so long tamped down, came forth again.
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