SheBit (shebit) wrote in tolkien_weekly,

The Liar

Author: SheBit
Source: LotR (bookverse, mostly)
Disclaimer: Tolkien created the lords of Minas Tirith, I just borrow them.
Author's Note: Ok, so I'm a little late. You may have noticed my absence of late. I've had internet problems for the last month, so I wrote this back when there was the Liar challenge, but this is the first chance I've had to upload it. Better late than never.

"Yes, I wish that indeed."

The words, once spoken, could not be taken back, though they made of him a liar; sharp though his grief was, he could never wish an end to that which reminded him so well of his lost love.

But the words were an anvil to pound steel upon, and men of steel were needed now; men of action, not of learning.

The sword-girded scholar was as a leather strap: doubtless strong, of certain use, but soft and pliable. Upon those words he would be forged to steel, as was needed; a blade fit for battle.
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