Characters: Denethor, Finduilas
Disclaimer: Not mine, merely borrowed.
Author’s Note: For the “Green” challenge. Inspired by celandineb’s lovely story, Courting the Lady. Finduilas’s words are quoted with Celandine’s permission.
What is the spring like in Minas Tirith? I have seen her gardens only in winter, and had difficulty picturing those stone-walled spaces full of light and leaf and color. . .
First appear the tentative green blades of the crocus-leaves, then saffron and lavender blooms lie scattered like jewels on the snowy ground. As the days lengthen, checkered-lilies and columbines lift their heads in anticipation, until, finally, the riotous trumpeting of the daffodils – spring has returned!
Branch gives way to blossom; blossom gives way to leaf. Every patch of green is alive with chattering, chirruping, feathered souls; goldfinch, nightingale, linnet. How can their tiny bodies sustain such ceaseless, joyous music?
I pray you, lady, return soon to my city: the music that delights me most is the sound of your voice.