Title: In Their Halls of Stone
Disclaimer: Middle-earth belongs to Tolkien and his heirs: I wander there for fun, not profit
Author's note: as stated in my previous post, the last drabble (Under the Sky) and this one belong as a pair, and not just because they're both on the same deadly sin. The source of the titles may be more obvious when you take them together, too...
In Their Halls of Stone
As Tharkûn's staff lights the soaring vaults of Dwarrowdelf, Gimli's heart swells with pride and joy. Yet later, alone on watch, envy gnaws at his soul; Our greatest work lost to Orcish scum! What right have they –
If It were yours... Hairs rise on the back of his neck. The Seven were rightfully your forefathers'; lost through thieving or treachery. The One could make Durin's people great again!
Gimli's hand finds the axe in his belt. He shakes his head. The treachery was Sauron's. I am pledged to this quest; I will not be less loyal than Men... or Elf.