Drabbles
The muses are cooperating as of late. Though updates for Doomed To Live are still not in sight, I am making some progress with the rewrites. The revision of Chapter 3 will be posted to my HASA workshop either today or tomorrow. Until then, let there be drabbles, InstaDrabbles:
Decision
A Drabble
Thorongil suppressed a yawn. The Captains' Council seemed endless this year, Denethor more imperious than ever. Or was it just him? The other captains followed Denethor's speech with earnest attention. But he found it increasingly difficult to focus on Denethor's explanations. That Denethor had all but oppressed his earlier suggestions had not helped his mood either. His thoughts were flighty this morning, his mind kept drifting North. A desire he had thought- even hoped - to be but volatile had become stronger these past weeks. He knew that his days in Gondor were coming to an end, at least for now.
*****
Cues: flighty, volatile, oppressed, imperious, and earnest, curtesy of http://freerice.com/.
The Morning After
A Drabble
The midsummer sun shone overly bright through the barrack's open window. Thorongil was convinced that the birds outside were making even more of a racket than usual, in revelry of the Rohirric midsummer festivities that had culminated in a feast the other night. But the feast had soon turned into a carousal, kindled by an assortment of spirits and other beverages. Though Thorongil was quite adept in avoiding to become inebriated, his usual tactics had not worked with his fellow riders. With a groan, he pushed back his blanket, readying himself to find a remedy to help his throbbing head.
*****
Cues: carousal, assortment, kindling, conviction, and revelry.
The drabbles can also be found at
ff.net
SoA
HASA
Decision
A Drabble
Thorongil suppressed a yawn. The Captains' Council seemed endless this year, Denethor more imperious than ever. Or was it just him? The other captains followed Denethor's speech with earnest attention. But he found it increasingly difficult to focus on Denethor's explanations. That Denethor had all but oppressed his earlier suggestions had not helped his mood either. His thoughts were flighty this morning, his mind kept drifting North. A desire he had thought- even hoped - to be but volatile had become stronger these past weeks. He knew that his days in Gondor were coming to an end, at least for now.
*****
Cues: flighty, volatile, oppressed, imperious, and earnest, curtesy of http://freerice.com/.
The Morning After
A Drabble
The midsummer sun shone overly bright through the barrack's open window. Thorongil was convinced that the birds outside were making even more of a racket than usual, in revelry of the Rohirric midsummer festivities that had culminated in a feast the other night. But the feast had soon turned into a carousal, kindled by an assortment of spirits and other beverages. Though Thorongil was quite adept in avoiding to become inebriated, his usual tactics had not worked with his fellow riders. With a groan, he pushed back his blanket, readying himself to find a remedy to help his throbbing head.
*****
Cues: carousal, assortment, kindling, conviction, and revelry.
The drabbles can also be found at
ff.net
SoA
HASA