Grass, by Senalishia

[senalishia]

B2MeM Prompt, Card and Number: “Women of the Silmarillion” - G51: Women who survive
Format: Double drabble
Genre: General
Rating: General
Warnings: No warnings apply
Characters: Idril, Turgon
Pairings: None
Summary: Idril survives the Helcaraxë and reaches Middle-earth




She would have been able to detect it, she thought, even by the light of a single star, but in the intense silver glow that bathed them now it stood out plain as anything. Itarillë squirmed in her father's arms and, when that didn't work, had to actually ask him, “Daddy, please put me down?”

She hadn't yet neared her father's immense height, but she was almost as tall as her aunt Irissë and by all accounts too old to be carried around so much. She could not deny, though, how much safer it made them both feel sometimes. Nevertheless, the instant her father gently let her drop, she dashed ahead to claim the treasure that had caught her eye.

Grass. Not snow or ice or freezing water but real ground and real grass. She knelt down and buried her face in it. Before long she was picking at the laces of her fur-lined boots, the knots still half frozen over.

“Itarillë…” her father admonished.

“Please?” she begged.

“Just for a few minutes.”

She freed herself of her boots and her two pairs of stockings and laughed as she felt grass between her toes for the first time in years.

Comments

[sasha_honeypalm]

This is so sweet.

[zhie]

I adore in the saddest way possible that Turgon is carrying Idril. After all that happened to them and the tragedies that they endured, it's a very sweet notion that Turgon likely would have carried her as much as he could to keep her safe, above the hazards of the ice. And then, a happy reunion with the green growth of Middle-earth. Nicely done.

[fadesintothewest]

Oh what a lovely snippet of the joys of seeing the end of a long harrowing journey. And that she is still held by her father, but of course. Lovely

[erulissedances]

I must admit I feel much the same when we finally have our spring grasses poking out of the snows of winter up here in the Frozen Northlands. This was a delight.

- Erulisse (one L)

[kayleearafinwiel]

Awww, of course Turgon would have carried Idril as much as he could! *hugs them* I'm so glad he helped her through that terrible crossing. They needed each other.

yay, spring grass and no more snow and ice!! at last!!

[tehhumi]

Oh my gosh this is so adorable and bittersweet!