Characters/Pairing: a shipwright, a boy prince and a special guest
Note: perhaps i should apologise for panicking over my last drabble. i’m stupidly sensitive about any OOCness in my stuff
Book/Source: erm, the Silm?
Disclaimer: my name is Sauron Baggins
tentative, at first, sleek grey surface, such small fingers. laughing now, face aglow with soft wonder. you smile.
their music moves the deeps, for Lord Ulmo taught them to sing.
an eye opens, wise, the great head lifting. Ereinion leaning his whole body into the water.
but they do not speak our language. do they, Cirdan?
trace of a frown, then, motions slowed somewhat by thought.
if you could talk to them. and they could understand. what would you speak of?
the tilt and swell around them, stormy blue sparked by the white of tall sails.