Shirebound's set free this bunny and it bit me:

[rabidsamfan]

Here's Hope

I’m not supposed to bother visitors, but I can watch from here, and no one ever sees me. It’s Dwarves this time. Cranky dwarves. Elladan says that Dwarves are always cranky and when I was little I was scared of their beards, but I don’t remember that.

Still, they’re not all Dwarves. They’ve got a Wizard with them, and one more. I try to see, but now they’ve gone inside, and all I can remember is curly hair, ruddy cheeks and big bare feet. Someone new. Someone without a beard.

Someone my size.

I wonder if he’ll want to play?


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And for them as has already seen this one in Shirebound's journal, here's a link to a drabble I wrote for lotr100.

Counsellor of Elrond

Comments

[illyria-novia.livejournal.com]

I looked at the title and wondered what connection it has with the ficlet (drabble, sesquidrabble, droubble, tribble?) for long minutes until I realized that Hope in the title is actually Estel. Silly, me!

Anyway, I love the way you describe his mind here. How very 10-year-old! And that implication of close relationship with Elladan, very nice touch. Thanks for this.

[rabidsamfan.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I have this mental image of this tall skinny boy standing as absolutely still and straight as a child trained by elves can stand watching from a balcony in the certain knowledge that if he is noticed he'll be sent to bed...

[illyria-novia.livejournal.com]

standing as absolutely still and straight as a child trained by elves can stand

Very thoughtful!