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Interleaving Feathers by Erulisse (one L)

Title: Intertwining Feathers
Challenge: Birds
Author: Erulisse (one L)
Characters/Pairing: Vairë, Námo, Maglor, Maedhros, Glorfindel, Helyanwë, Éowyn, Gandalf
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Book/Source: The Books of JRR Tolkien - Since I'm so late with these, I'm putting all five into a single post, but each drabble is 100 words per requirement.

Disclaimer: Tolkien built the sandbox, I only play with the bucket and shovel that he left for me. No money, profit or non, is made from the publication of this story.



INTERTWINING FEATHERS - A SERIES OF FIVE DRABBLES
FEATURING SWAN, NIGHTINGALE, THRUSH, RAVEN AND EAGLE



White Swan of the Noldor


Vairë was hanging colored threads across the drying racks. Vibrant yellows, warm oranges, hot reds, deep blues and wicked greens assaulted Námo's eyes as he surveyed the room. He noticed an unusual skein off to the side.

“Did one batch miss the dye pot?”

“Mmmmm?” She turned to look, noticing the crisp white. “Oh! That brilliant white is actually the most difficult color to achieve – it's a mixture of everything, and yet nothing.”

“Why do you need a skein of such clear brilliance?”

“Every elf holds a bird inside them. Artanis' fea mirrors the white swan; beautiful, serene, and battle-ready.”



A Song for Magic, Beauty and Love


Maglor sat under the scant shelter of the roof overhang, playing a complex, sorrowful tune on his flute. Stopping periodically, he scribbled notes onto a paper caught by a stone, and then returned to his instrument.

“What song is this, brother?” Maedhros asked, approaching with a dinner plate and filled mug. “Here. Have you remembered to eat today?”

“Eat? Oh, no, probably not today,” Maglor said with distraction. “The song is the voices of nightingales for Lúthien.”

“Why a song for her?” Maedhros hissed.

“She succeeded where we failed, brother. Through magic, beauty and love, Morgoth has lost one Silmaril.”



The Science of Glass


Glorfindel knocked on the doorframe and entered Helyanwë's workshop. She stood bent over the kiln, her foot rhythmically working the bellows.

“I'll be with you in a moment,” she called. “Help yourself to a drink.”

He investigated her workbench while she opened the furnace door, pulling hot glass from the heat. Spotting the bright turquoise of a robin's egg, he looked closer at the intense color.

“Have I matched the thrush's shell color?” he heard from behind him. “That turquoise shade is very difficult to mix with accuracy.”

Turning, he saw the glowing glass cooling into a vibrant iridescent blue.



Escaping with Raven


Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Éowyn clicked as she looked outside from her narrow window. Her chambers were a comfortable prison. Gríma had locked the door, putting the key into a niche in the hallway. She had no key and no egress, unless ….

Again, she called; “tsk, tsk, tsk,” and this time heard “caw” in response. Soon a large raven perched on her sill, the key in its beak.

She approached with a chicken leg. Dropping the key, the bird accepted the reward and left. “Now to see what Gríma is really up to,” she thought as she unlocked the door.



Filling Plot Holes


“Why not just fly me to Mordor to destroy the Ring?” Olórin asked the Great Eagle. “Much sorrow and death could have been averted.”

“We are creatures of Manwë, under his specific orders to only assist unless our own were threatened. We did battle before the gates of Erebor, if you remember. Then our aeries were in danger from the Misty Mountain goblins.”

“So you could fly us here and there, but direct intervention was forbidden?”

“Yes,” it screeched, “until the final battle. Then we joined with all other Free Peoples in the fight against Darkness. Manwë forgave our transgression.”

Tags: author: erulisse, challenge: birds: eagle, challenge: birds: nightingale, challenge: birds: raven, challenge: birds: swan, challenge: birds: thrush
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