Kortirion (kortirion) wrote in tolkien_weekly,

'Earth' challenge

Title: His Bed of Earth
Author: Kortirion
Character: Theodred
Adult: none
Disclaimer: It inna mine!
Notes: I wrote this this evening as a Birthday drabble for edrys, but as it coincidentally seemed appropriate I'm cross-posting it here. Happy Birthday Nessime!

Spring shoots veiled the plain lightly as yet. Theodred sniffed the air; still winter-cold, but damp southern winds brought the river-mud fragrance of growth. He faced the long barrows as was his custom before leaving Meduseld. Some thought it morbid, but he found calm there, contemplating eventually being tucked into a bed of earth 'neath a cover of sweet grass and flowers. There - his father, then him, then his son’s place. He smiled wryly – ‘his son’ – first there must be Wife. Instantly, her bright face came to mind – after this sortie he would make the question.

But he returned - silent.
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