Challenge: Prick, Weed
Summary: Wars are won in the will.
Characters/Pairing: Yavanna, servants of Melkor, mushrooms
Book/Source: The Silmarillion
Disclaimer: I'm neither JRRT nor making money off this.
The world is dark beyond the mountains. Yavanna walks with her lantern among her children, who open their leafy arms to her, telling of the Dark Rider and his servants – their ravages.
Other Powers fear haste; Yavanna knows none. The Queen of Mushrooms sows ghosts, lanterns, bitter oysters, skullcaps amid delicate dreamers – so inviting!
Melkor’s servants quail before such lights; eat, and vomit abjectly. In mushroom dreams the Reaper with her awl pricks souls out, plants them in trees, that they scream – hollow and helpless – forever.
And she whispers to them Death is futile: their bodies but feed her weeds…
Notes: Wars are won in the will: Thank you, Michael Crichton et al.. PsyOps Yavanna brought to you by I know not what mindset.
Yavanna’s chosen troops against hungry orcs: ghosts, lanterns, bitter oysters, skullcaps amid delicate dreamers.
The idea of planting souls in trees comes from Tam Lin.
On the term “awl”: while hunting for information on what “prick” meant in farmspeak, I did learn that you use a dibber to prick out your baby plants. However, “dibber” by its very form connotes something cute to me, and Yavanna is not into being cute of late, or sweet, or nurturing. So “awl” it is – I mean, they both have pointy ends, right?