RUSTY PRAYERS by Erulisse (one L)
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b2memB2MeM Prompt, Card and Number:B14: Rust (31-Orange), Spirituality (34-Blue)
Format: Drabble
Genre: Tragedy
Rating:G
Warnings:Mention of parental death
Characters: Maglor, inferences of his brothers and father
Creator’s Notes (optional):We've all experienced the death of a loved one, but how does an entity who is "immortal" handle death?
Summary:Feanor is slain and burns so hot that his body self-immolates, "borne away like smoke," leaving nothing but ashes behind
RUSTY PRAYERS
Stunned, Maglor looked at his brothers, then down at the small amount of ashes on the ground, all that was left of his father. He was without words and his music had deserted him. He felt adrift, as if he was in a small boat in the middle of a storm-tossed ocean of grief. Unable to move or speak, he couldn't stir or reach out to his older or younger brothers. Falling to his knees, he buried his head in his hands.
'Eru, I'm rusty at prayer,' he began to whisper, but then his tears obliterated his ability to speak.
Format: Drabble
Genre: Tragedy
Rating:G
Warnings:Mention of parental death
Characters: Maglor, inferences of his brothers and father
Creator’s Notes (optional):We've all experienced the death of a loved one, but how does an entity who is "immortal" handle death?
Summary:Feanor is slain and burns so hot that his body self-immolates, "borne away like smoke," leaving nothing but ashes behind
RUSTY PRAYERS
Stunned, Maglor looked at his brothers, then down at the small amount of ashes on the ground, all that was left of his father. He was without words and his music had deserted him. He felt adrift, as if he was in a small boat in the middle of a storm-tossed ocean of grief. Unable to move or speak, he couldn't stir or reach out to his older or younger brothers. Falling to his knees, he buried his head in his hands.
'Eru, I'm rusty at prayer,' he began to whisper, but then his tears obliterated his ability to speak.
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