Kortirion (kortirion) wrote in tolkien_weekly,
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Geometry challenge - Area - 'Area of Weakness': 'Area of Strength', and 'Mutable': Kortirion

Title: Area of Weakness
Author: Kortirion
Character: Pick-your-pairing
Rating: G
Source: AU
Disclaimer: Tolkien didn’t see this in the Middle-earth he created – Kortirion did.

There is an area around him, a zone through which nothing passes, save an enemy’s blade or a friend’s accidental grasp – both are fought away or shrugged off. He will not allow himself to lower his guard; he wears it like impenetrable armour...
...But even the strongest armour may be tested. There is always an area of weakness, a place less shielded that might be breached. Our armour must flex with the body, otherwise we find ourselves immobile, carved statues impervious but to fire and weather.

How to probe? That’s the puzzle - but, I can have patience, when I choose.

Tile: Area of Strength
Author Kortirion
Character: Pick-your-pairing
Rating: G
Source: AU
Disclaimer: Tolkien didn’t see this in the Middle-earth he created – Kortirion did.

He would probe my weaknesses; I see it in his eyes. He would disarm me, lay me bare, challenge the very parameters of who I am… I cannot allow this. I must have strength. There are too many dark areas in my fea, things not to be divulged idly... and yet... to have another truly understand... see with my eyes... think my thoughts...

Enough! It is folly to expect such alignments to exist. We are separate beings, to each his own thoughts, benign or evil. I will not open to that area – there lies only weakness – I must have strength.

Title: Mutable
Author: Kortirion
Character: Pick-your-pairing
Rating: PG – implied
Source: AH
Disclaimer: Tolkien didn’t see this in the Middle-earth he created – Kortirion did.

There is not always strength in rigidity; in areas of seeming weakness hidden strengths may be found... all is mutable, subject to change.

Wrapping my body around yours, yours around mine, tasting, feeling the heat, the slickness as we slide together in age-old rhythms... there is not a single area of you that is not mine, of mine that is not yours – even if only for a short while. Longing and desire fashions us into a thing complex, but with a single idea, a single destination - no longer you and I, but ‘we’...

We love, and we are loved.
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