As promised: a collection of Lord of the Rings drabbles. Currently they're a series of fifteen, and chapters will be posted every other day, opposite my Force Unleashed drabbles.
The difference here is that two thirds of the drabbles have been written by my brother, G.R.I.T. Commander. This is his first time posting written work online, so be sure to leave lots of encouraging words for him. We have fairly different styles, so it's likely you'll be able to tell our drabbles apart, but I will note the author of each chapter.
Please enjoy these brief forays into the marvelously rich word of Middle-earth.
Tales From the Third Age
by
Scribe~Of~RED and G.R.I.T. Commander
G.R.I.T. Commander
"When the King Under the Mountain returned, there would be a river of gold flowing out of the Moutain, or so went the legends," said Bilbo.
"A river of gold?" asked Merry. "That sounds marvelous!" There was a big smile across his face and a dreamy look in his eyes.
"Yes, it would be, wouldn't it? Imagine it: a flowing river of sparkling gold, pure as can be as it rushed into a ravine beside the Lonely Mountain."
"Well, was there a river after Smaug died?"
Bilbo's smile faded. "Oh yes," he said, "but it was of blood, not gold."