Drabble

Apr. 3rd, 2009 10:31 pm
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (LotR)
Title: Justice
Series: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Elrohir/Legolas (implied), Elladan, Elrond
Rating: G
Word count: 100
Notes:  Written for  [livejournal.com profile] 31_days  April 1st challenge: “We would all be fools to pray for justice.”

Three dark heads bend over the map. 

“Here.”  Elrohir's finger stabs down hard enough to wrinkle.

Legolas steadies him with a hand on his shoulder.  Elrohir shrugs him away.

“There are too many,” Elrond rubs his eyes.  “We know not who sent them.”  Meaning 'I cannot lose  more.'

Elladan cocks a brow.  “We know enough.”

“We must not rush in with swords drawn.” 

“We would all be fools to pray for justice!  I will not sit on my hands and do nothing.”

“You are no longer children,” Elrond sighs.

“So we ride.” Legolas' voice holds danger and promise.

Elrohir smiles.
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (LotR)
Title: Brun
Series: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Legolas/Elrohir 
Rating: G
Notes:  Written for [livejournal.com profile] 31_days  prompt December 5th 2008 “glorious eyes that smile and burn”

Though he would never admit it, Elrohir doubted the Quest would succeed.  If it failed, Legolas would fall as well, this he did not doubt.  Thus, when Halbarad and his Rangers rode to join Aragorn's company, Elrohir rode at their side.  He stood beside Legolas on the Paths of the Dead, on Pelennor Fields, as he faced the hordes in Mordor.  In the midst of blood and darkness and death, in the presence of evil, there was but one spot of brightness.  Even in the deepest dark, he saw Legolas eyes - glorious  eyes that smile and burn with vengeance, with promise.

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Jul. 23rd, 2008 11:48 pm
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (LotR)
Title: “Alone in the Pale Blue Morning”
Series: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Elrohir/Legolas
Rating: G
Notes:  Written for [community profile] 31_days July 9, 2008.  

He leans against the jamb, wood splintering rough under his hand.  Lack of sleep grits against his eyelids but he refuses to rub them.  Refuses to submit to his aching body.  He gazes out over the city – still in this moment just after dawn.  The breeze is scented with jasmine and rose.  The sky blue as a robin's egg and just as fragile.  At any moment it could crack open, darkness bursting through to stain all.  Legolas feels it building over the mountains.  Behind him Elrohir slumbers still, curled beneath their blankets.  Legolas is alone in the pale blue morning.
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (LotR)
Title: “Voicing out the words he cannot say”
Series: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Elrohir/Lindir, Elrohir/Legolas
Rating: G
Notes:  Written for [community profile] 31_days July 21, 2008.  An unpublished bit for Of Green and Gold.  Legolas' POV.  Takes place while he is masked, after he has returned from Mandos' Halls.

He has given his face, his voice.  He would give more, give all, if it would alter the way of things.  He closes his eyes, but painted against the darkness is Elrohir's hand raised, defending the Bard.  He tries not to hear, but in every song Lindir is voicing the words he cannot say now, or ever.  And Elrohir listens, his gaze turned to another, his smile for another.  Because Legolas walked away – because he did not trust himself.  So he has lost and so he regrets.  Actions not taken.  Words not spoken.  Love turned to another and so, lost.

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Jul. 20th, 2008 01:42 am
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (LotR)
Title: “In spite of everything”
Series: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Legolas/Elrohir
Rating: G
Notes: Written for [community profile] 31_days July 19, 2008


I hesitate in the entrance.  Waiting. No longer certain of my welcome; no longer certain of anything. He looks up. His quill falls to the floor. He sits, still as his father's marble statues and as pale.

“Elrohir.” My voice, little more than a whisper, grates.

Silence between us, a chasm. Logs shift, flames crack. Smell of wood-smoke, ink, and parchment. Like him. Unable to bear his utter stillness, I kneel before him, take his cold hand. “Please.”

Cracks fissure through my heart. I have lost him.

Then, beyond hope, his hand on my head. “Legolas.” Forgiving. In spite of everything.
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (Default)
Title: Childish Things
Series: Tombstone  
Character/Pairing: Intimations of Doc Holliday/Wyatt Earp  
Rating: G
Notes:  Written for today's [community profile] 31_days challenge: “When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.”  (Doc's POV)

When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.  Somehow, as I stored away the toys and games, balls and blocks, flights of fancy all – a thing was lost beside, though I did not realize.  Like cobwebs, those props of childhood trapped the best of what I could have been, leaving me stark and dry.  I had not missed my heart before.  Then your hand opened, sharing you entire.  So I offer you my loyalty, all that I have left.
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (Default)
Title: One by One
Series: Tombstone   
Character/Pairing: Doc Holliday
Rating: G
Notes: Written for today's [community profile] 31_days challenge "one by one the nights will fall".  Mattie was Doc's cousin, and a nun.  They wrote each other throughout their lives.


Dearest Mattie ~

I find myself taken by a peculiar mood this eve; please pardon me, if you would.  The weather has turned cold.  The year grows short, and something gathers on the horizon like clouds piling dark before the storm.  I doubt it will pass so quickly.  One by one the nights will fall and I wonder who will fall with them.  I do not fear for myself but for those who have become my family in these empty lands.  Though I shall protect them with what life is left in me, I fear failure.  Pray for them. 

Your J.H.H.
aubreym: Ocean beach at sunset (Default)
Title: Between Dark and Dream
Series: Tombstone   
Character/Pairing: Intimations of Doc Holliday/Wyatt Earp   
Rating: G
Notes: My first drabble.  Written for [community profile] 31_days challenge for today: “Between the click of the light and the start of the dream”

His favorite time of day is the moment just after he extinguishes the lamp, but before he surrenders to sleep.  In that darkness time shifts, becomes fluid.  He lives whole lifetimes – watching them play out against closed eyelids.  There he can breathe easily and deeply, the air rich and heavy with loam and honeysuckle. Sun shines warm on his skin until he tingles as before lightning strikes.  Then, only then, calloused hands skim over his body, kneading sore muscles.  Promising more.  All.  Promising life in this place alone. Until dream becomes the nightmare, or the coughing shakes him into reality.

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