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tanaquiljall) wrote2010-06-17 07:20 pm
tanaquiljall) wrote2010-06-17 07:20 pm
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Daily drabble challenge - Day 17 - Sharers of a secret hope
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rakshathedemon asked for AU - what if Denethor's firstborn had been female, and Faramir the only son (I know, a lot for a drabble). It was a lot to ask for in a drabble *g* but I had fun thinking about scenarios at a very broad level, and I hope I managed to get enough hints in here as to how I see the change affecting politics and events.
Sharers of a secret hope
"Father thanks you for the letters." Faramir inclined his head towards his sister. "It heartens us to have such... intelligence of our kinfolk here. Though we grieve to hear snakes have become so troublesome."
Míriel glanced towards Théodred and her son, heads bent over a sword-hilt. "Aye. I fear my husband will feel the adder's bite in the midst of battle, or my son when soon he comes of age to sleep among the housecarls. Already my daughter shares her cousin's bed, that vipers dare not approach." She grimaced. "But come, what of this errand of yours to the North...?"
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rakshathedemon asked for AU - what if Denethor's firstborn had been female, and Faramir the only son (I know, a lot for a drabble). It was a lot to ask for in a drabble *g* but I had fun thinking about scenarios at a very broad level, and I hope I managed to get enough hints in here as to how I see the change affecting politics and events.Sharers of a secret hope
"Father thanks you for the letters." Faramir inclined his head towards his sister. "It heartens us to have such... intelligence of our kinfolk here. Though we grieve to hear snakes have become so troublesome."
Míriel glanced towards Théodred and her son, heads bent over a sword-hilt. "Aye. I fear my husband will feel the adder's bite in the midst of battle, or my son when soon he comes of age to sleep among the housecarls. Already my daughter shares her cousin's bed, that vipers dare not approach." She grimaced. "But come, what of this errand of yours to the North...?"
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