Author: Julia (jcd1013)
Word count: 100
Character: Pippin, Merry
Disclaimer: don’t own ‘em, not for profit
Work: LOTR. I've been rather dyslexic today, I can't tell if this is more movie-verse than book.
Notes: for the "corpse" part of the challenge.
"Merry!" His voice had hoarsened hours before, when the high sun beat down on fields of lifeless orcs and men—too many men. His stomach twisted as he dragged aside yet another cold body—desperately hoping to find a small, warm one in the carcasses.
Swept up in adventures, his naivety had spared him the worst horrors of war. Pippin could pretend that Frodo and Sam were still safe, Boromir at peace, but Merry was kin and more and his death—Pip gagged at the thought.
Desperation gave strength to wearied limbs. Another body pushed away and then, tear-choked—"Merry."