Ann (just_ann_now) wrote in tolkien_weekly,

The Scents of the Place

Title: The Scents of the Place
Author: annmarwalk
Word Count: 100
Pairing: Eowyn/Faramir
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed for 100 words
A/N: For the “Earth” challenge. It takes place in a garden, so that should count, right?

The Scents of the Place ~~ annmarwalk

At work in her garden, fingers embedded in warm earth. Eowyn thinks, oddly, about smells.

Edoras: Grassland, horse, dog, peatsmoke. She had been so accustomed to those smells; but now, she wrinkles her nose a bit at the memory, laughing at herself.

Ithilien: new-cut hay, birch trees in bud, the lavender leaves she crushes between her fingers. Her husband: sweat, sunshine on bare skin; the herb-scented soap he loves. She smiles.

Footsteps, and here is Faramir, stretching out on the grass next to her. Reaching over, he nuzzles the back of her neck, murmuring, I love the way you smell.
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