Title; Clashing Cultures.
Characters; Éowyn's family.
For the 'Orcs' challenge.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
Sometimes, Éowyn thought, life was like tightrope walking; one foot wrong and she might plunge into a bottomless chasm. At other times it resembled a child’s toy of prisms and chips of glass – one tiny change and the whole pattern was different.
Others might have thought such fancies true no longer; now that she was a happily married matron of Gondor. But it took but a moment for the words of her brother, Rider-King, from her son, Gondor-Princeling, to plunge her spiralling down into ignominy...
Shocked faces, silently appalled, all turned to her as Boromir’s expletive echoed outwards… “Orc Spit!”