The Fall by Elrond's Library  

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The Fall

four word prompt: fury, terror, chilling, truth

For Tolkien Sea Week


Ossë raged. Ossë raged with all the pent up fury and impotent rage he could muster. How dare They, the Allfather, who had left the realm of the corporeal and matter to those who chose it, encroach on HIS domain, on the seas and the waves and the terrible storms that were HIS to command? But the truth could not be denied, chilling in its unchanging nature. Numenor was gone.  

Ossë swirled around the place the Isle of the Gift had been, rubbing against the foundations the way one might worry at a loose tooth. Ossë would remember this insult.


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