Sparks Amid the Dark by Isilme_among_the_stars  

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Written for the SWG Instadrabbling promt: the past is a pebble in my shoe


"Why do you stumble so?" the child asked, innocent thing that she was. So unlike the young of Endóre, who knew too much of darkness by far.

No child would she burden with this truth: that joints forced beyond their measure could break in ways that never healed. That desecration scored into heart and soul was worse than the violation of her flesh. A lasting limp was the price of survival.

Celebrían mustered a smile, "well, you see, the past is a pebble in my shoe."

The girl had no idea what she meant. For that Celebrían shed grateful tears.


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