There has been something burbling in my head, but it doesn't really fit anywhere so I will leave it to simmer.
However I have written another drabble, this time the prompt was 'Weather Vane' and I will just put it all here (as well as at tolkien_weekly) as a drabble is little more than a snippet - and although set in Middle Earth it works even if you have no idea who these people are!
So - a drabble about being at sea;
The artists had so often been wrong, Tindómë thought. How many times had she seen paintings of ships sailing with billowing sails, brightly coloured pennants at the mastheads streaming behind.
Except, of course, the wind that picked up as they left the land behind was blowing from the East, filling the sails and pushing ‘The Heart of Eryn Ithil’ westwards. And the pennants at the mastheads flowed in it, as if they were weather vanes showing the direction and strength of the wind, pointing forward as if wishing to be the first to see their destination in the Utmost West.
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on 2020-03-11 07:20 pm (UTC)However I have written another drabble, this time the prompt was 'Weather Vane' and I will just put it all here (as well as at
So - a drabble about being at sea;
The artists had so often been wrong, Tindómë thought. How many times had she seen paintings of ships sailing with billowing sails, brightly coloured pennants at the mastheads streaming behind.
Except, of course, the wind that picked up as they left the land behind was blowing from the East, filling the sails and pushing ‘The Heart of Eryn Ithil’ westwards. And the pennants at the mastheads flowed in it, as if they were weather vanes showing the direction and strength of the wind, pointing forward as if wishing to be the first to see their destination in the Utmost West.
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