New Challenge: Title Track
Tolkien's titles range from epic to lyrical to metaphorical. This month's challenge selected 125 of them as prompts for fanworks.
Gondolin, 510. Prompts: alcove, remembering, prince, guards.
Idril belted her silver-washed steel hauberk, shrugging to distribute the weight of it before donning her white surcoat embroidered with cornflowers. She stood a moment in the alcove, remembering the too few happy years she had spent in this home with Tuor, before saying "I will be fine. Make your own preparations now," as she dispersed her ladies.
The personal guards Tuor had designated against a day such as this closed in on her flanks. "What now, my Lady?" asked the leader.
She lifted Eärendil's mail shirt from its stand along with his ilinyaisa sword. "To the prince," she ordered.
Eärendil's childhood sword becomes Sting. I wrote a drabble about that here: http://www.silmarillionwritersguild.org/archive/home/viewstory.php?sid=4371&chapter=19