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sophinisba) wrote2009-07-14 08:46 am
sophinisba) wrote2009-07-14 08:46 am
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LotR drabble and a half: Storing Up for Winter
Title: Storing Up for Winter
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Characters: hobbit OFCs
Rating: PG
Warnings: imprisonment
Words: 150
Notes: Written for the "Warmth" prompt at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
writing_game week 61 and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
browngirl's request for hobbits in the Shire during the Troubles.
"Pop and me used to help out with the stores down here," Azalea whispered in Pansy's ear, "since we lived so close. Most of the work was after harvest but I remember I came down one day in July, and I thought I might lay down and die here. The air didn't move at all. Felt like I was baking in an underground oven."
"That must have been glorious," Pansy said, and when she laughed her breath pleasantly warm on Azalea's cheek, if only for a moment.
They were almost sure it was November. They were absolutely sure today was colder than yesterday. They were not at all sure how many more days they could take. But then again, they didn't have any choice. So in the dark they traded stories of hot summer days and held each other tight, and promised they wouldn't let go until they were free.
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Characters: hobbit OFCs
Rating: PG
Warnings: imprisonment
Words: 150
Notes: Written for the "Warmth" prompt at
writing_game week 61 and browngirl's request for hobbits in the Shire during the Troubles."Pop and me used to help out with the stores down here," Azalea whispered in Pansy's ear, "since we lived so close. Most of the work was after harvest but I remember I came down one day in July, and I thought I might lay down and die here. The air didn't move at all. Felt like I was baking in an underground oven."
"That must have been glorious," Pansy said, and when she laughed her breath pleasantly warm on Azalea's cheek, if only for a moment.
They were almost sure it was November. They were absolutely sure today was colder than yesterday. They were not at all sure how many more days they could take. But then again, they didn't have any choice. So in the dark they traded stories of hot summer days and held each other tight, and promised they wouldn't let go until they were free.