Characters: Erestor, OC
Disclaimer: I am not J.R.R. Tolkien and I make no money from this.
There was a time in Ered Luin...
The cave was larger than the cleft in the cliffs had suggested, a sandy-floored cavern concealed behind creeping ivy. Leaves fluttered as the storm broke with a vengeance, roaring its displeasure in the thunder. All around pooled shadows, liquid-dark, as black as ink.
“Good timing,” said Melinna, blinking away the aftereffects of lightning. “Cosy, too. Good place to spend the winter.”
“Mm,” came floating vaguely from the gloom. “Maybe.”
She waited, amused, and heard his pleased intake of breath. “What’s there?”
“Oh, not after last time –”
“We ought to check,” said Erestor reasonably, already disappearing into the dark.