Writing...

Jun. 3rd, 2006 10:06 am
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I've been reading a lot of [livejournal.com profile] surgicalsteel's series about a surgeon from Minas Tirith and one of the most recent postings actually got me drabbling late last night.

If you haven't stumbled across Serinde (whose "e" has the double dots I don't know how to make in html) and you're interested, the timeline is here.

And if you already know her, this is set early in her exile.


It had never occurred to her that there was an art to be learned in loading a packhorse. She’d had help from the camp followers in Ithilien, Rangers-to-be or fighters-who-had-been whose tasks had included caring for the animals and maintaining the supplies. She could bundle her tools and her medicinal salves for her needs, and let others worry about distributing the weight evenly for carrying. But her bundles hadn’t included books then, or food.

She sighed and treated the saddle gall with an ointment she would rather have preserved for later. This patient wouldn’t be paying her in coin either.
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