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seraiDark night. Everything's dark. My head won't stop hurting.
Harbinger
"He's dying, Sam." The whisper hung in the air.
"Well, good riddance if he is," Sam sputtered. "Mr. Frodo, you mustn't - "
"Sam." One word, his name, and he was silenced as if at the edge of a knife. The eyes gazing at him were like windswept caverns; only a tiny spark flickering from a distance spoke of what had been, long ago and now a world away. "I'm dying, too."
Useless words rose then, words that would wither away if spoken, like everything else in this haunted land. His heart rebelled, but in his mouth he tasted dust.
Harbinger
"He's dying, Sam." The whisper hung in the air.
"Well, good riddance if he is," Sam sputtered. "Mr. Frodo, you mustn't - "
"Sam." One word, his name, and he was silenced as if at the edge of a knife. The eyes gazing at him were like windswept caverns; only a tiny spark flickering from a distance spoke of what had been, long ago and now a world away. "I'm dying, too."
Useless words rose then, words that would wither away if spoken, like everything else in this haunted land. His heart rebelled, but in his mouth he tasted dust.
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*SNIFF*
Date: Tuesday, August 26th, 2003 04:15 am (UTC)*sniff*
Re: *SNIFF*
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Date: Tuesday, August 26th, 2003 02:07 pm (UTC)Stark and tragic, and beautifully done.
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Date: Tuesday, August 26th, 2003 05:29 pm (UTC)Re: Yes!
Date: Wednesday, August 27th, 2003 10:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Monday, September 1st, 2003 09:11 pm (UTC)