Challenge: Seasons: Yule (or another holiday around this time)
Summary: Prayers for a holiday not your own.
Characters/Pairing: Andrahar, Imrahil
Book/Source: Unabeauverse, Dwim’s multiversal Haradric theo-philosophical fanon
Disclaimer: I'm neither JRRT nor making money off this. Thank you, Isabeau, for letting me play in your sandbox!
Note: For Marta. :-)
The First Yule
The days are short, their light faded, and in deepest winter, Gondor celebrates the sun’s return.
Strange people, who make even fire – that element most intimate to Haradric souls – strange.
Strange world, where in Harad, because ‘tis summer, the sun’s festival falls also on this eve – there the year’s shortest.
Imrahil hands him a candle, smiles: “Light it.” Prince that he is, he makes worlds collide even as they come apart!
So while Dol Amroth honors defiance of the Dark, Andrahar, reeling, prays silently to the Fire that glorified that Night: Let me love, let me love this world well…