Last drabble in the series...
Aug. 18th, 2004 10:47 pmDancing, a drabble, rated G
They danced – the people of Minas Tirith. The crown had been set on the king, and now their feet sprang over stone, over barely washed bloodstains of their fallen. A tree blossomed and flags unfurled.
They danced -- thick woolly feet that hit the ground with no sound. Sam had claimed his Rose at last, and blossoms fluttered to the earth like snow. Smiling rosy faces passed in a blur. Seeds scattered and a new age bloomed.
They danced -- the waves over wet sand, singing and beckoning. A gray ship sailed toward a land where feet could dance again.
1. At the End
2. Shadow to Flesh
3. Glass
4. Rose Bush
They danced – the people of Minas Tirith. The crown had been set on the king, and now their feet sprang over stone, over barely washed bloodstains of their fallen. A tree blossomed and flags unfurled.
They danced -- thick woolly feet that hit the ground with no sound. Sam had claimed his Rose at last, and blossoms fluttered to the earth like snow. Smiling rosy faces passed in a blur. Seeds scattered and a new age bloomed.
They danced -- the waves over wet sand, singing and beckoning. A gray ship sailed toward a land where feet could dance again.
1. At the End
2. Shadow to Flesh
3. Glass
4. Rose Bush
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Date: 2004-08-20 04:29 pm (UTC)I'm glad to hear that. And I'm really looking forward to see you on Cúthalions Bogen!
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Date: 2004-08-27 04:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-27 02:22 pm (UTC)