Saying Goodbye by The Wavesinger
Fanwork Notes
Once upon a time, this was supposed to be smut. Then the smut somehow turned into contextless angst.
Written for the Tolkien Femslash Week Femslash Bingo.
Card: Cliches, Fluff, and TLC
Prompt: O44 (forehead touching)
Card: Women of Númenor
Prompt: G36 (Fíriel)
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Summary:
Fíriel spends one last night with her lady.
Major Characters: Fíriel (Númenor), Original Female Character(s)
Major Relationships:
Genre: Slash/Femslash
Challenges: Tolkien Femslash Week Bingo
Rating: General
Warnings:
Chapters: 1 Word Count: 134 Posted on Updated on This fanwork is complete.
Saying Goodbye
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“I do not want to leave, my lady,” Fíriel says.
“I do not want you to leave,” Mírlótë replies, and her breath puffs against Fíriel's mouth, her skin pressing on Fíriel's where their foreheads touch. “But there is nothing to be done.” Mírlótë cannot associate closely with openly Faithful people, or even have them in her household, if there is to be someone who can counterbalance the new King without arousing too much suspicioun.
“I—” Fíriel swallows, and stops. This same conversation has been had before, and Fíriel leaves tomorrow. It is a waste of words, a waste of time, to go over it again.
And so they sit on Mírlótë's bed, foreheads touching, and wait, silently, for the night to pass.
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The beautiful thing about fic is it comes pre-contexted, and it makes this little snippet of a life come through very poignantly.