Home  |  Most Recent  |  Authors  |  Titles  |  Search  |  Series  |  Podfics  |  Top Tens  |  Login  |    |
As the Haladin travel through Nan Dungortheb, their warriors fight to protect their people, and their lady is at their head.
(Written flor Zdenka for Chocolate Box 2015)
Characters: Haleth, Original Female Character(s)
Genres: Drama, Slash/Femslash
Warnings: Mature Themes, Sexual Content--Mild, Violence--Moderate
Chapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 568 Read: 105
Published: February 29, 2016 Updated: February 29, 2016
Initial quote and title from the poem Not Love, Perhaps by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond.
I have fudged the action as much as possible because I didn't want to rely on memory of old research for sword-fighting techniques (archery I haven't researched at all; all the archers are off doing Something Very Important But Sadly Unmentioned in this fic). I hope I didn't screw up too badly. And I hope you enjoy this treat, Zdenka!