Love, Not Wisdom (Drabbles about Men) by Elrond's Library  

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Hope for the Hopeless (Fingon & Turgon)

prompts; midnight, weary, sorrow, truly AND joy was his song and joy so pure/a heart of star by him could steer


"Utúlie'n aurë! The day has come!" Fingon cried over the battlefield. He grinned, blood splattered across his face, staining the golden ribbons in his hair black. His shield was notched, his sword still keen after days of slaughter. Sorrow and weariness could not touch him now, for his brother had appeared on the horizon with the fabled people of Gondolin. He laughed, new energy and true joy beating back the midnight blackness of dread, his limbs already lighter as he faced down another orc. His brother! "Aurë entuluva! Day shall come again!" came the answering cry from his bannerman, Húrin.


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