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Fell Beasts: Balrogs, Wights, and Wraiths

And I throw in a bonus, for I was moved also to write about wights and wraiths!

Title: Balrogs
Author: Larner
Characters: Sam, Frodo
Rating: PG
Warnings: hints of violence
Book/Source: The Hobbit, LotR
Disclaimer: The Master gave us world and characters: I present the drabble.



Balrogs


“Mr. Frodo?”

“Yes, Sam?”

“What’s a Balrog? It says here that the Black Enemy sent Balrogs first, alongside Dragons, in the Battle of the Flames.”

“I’m not really certain, Sam. Apparently they were some kind of creature that was a spirit of fire and that left a trail of burning in its wake.”

Sam nodded thoughtfully. “Hope none of them is still left, loose in the world,” he commented. Then his lip twitched. “Although such creatures might just prove right useful on a cold night when the wood from the woodpile’s all wet and refuses to catch, wouldn’t you think?”

***


As they rested on the floor of the flet just within the borders of the Golden Wood, once Haldir and his brothers went to follow the orcs that had pursued them, Sam commented in a low voice, “Well, I suppose as that answers my question about what Balrogs are.”

Frodo gave an exhausted bark of a laugh. “I must suppose that you are indeed right, Sam Gamgee.”

Sam could see the starlight overhead reflected on his Master’s face. “You crying, Mr. Frodo?”

“Yes, I suppose I am. To see Gandalf fall with—that!”

“I know.” Sam suppressed a shudder.


Title: Wights and Wraiths
Author: Larner
Characters: Frodo, Sam, Bilbo, Frodo-lad
Rating: PG
Warnings: hints of violence
Book/Source: The Hobbit, LotR
Disclaimer: The Master gave us world and characters: I present the drabble.

Wights and Wraiths


Sam looked up from the lines he was copying as the Young Master asked, “And what do you know about wights and wraiths, Uncle Bilbo?”

Bilbo sniffed, rubbing his nose. “Wights are evil spirits, or so I’m told. Whether they’re ghosts of nasty folk or something worse is hard to tell, but they don’t like the living and will do them mischief if they can. But wraiths----” He shook his head. “They’re the undead—they aren’t properly living any more, but they aren’t properly dead, either. And even the great ones shiver with horror at any mention of them.”

***


“My dad saw both wights and wraiths while he was on his journey with Uncle Frodo,” Frodo-lad told the children of the lane. “Uncle Frodo fought a barrow-wight and cut off its hand when it was going to try to kill my dad and the Thain and the Master. And because Dad and Uncle Frodo reached the Mountain in time, there aren’t any wraiths left now. They couldn’t stay in Middle Earth without their Master, so now they’re properly dead and gone, since the Ring went back into the Fire!”

“Oh, my lad,” Sam muttered. “They won’t begin to understand!”
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