Unyielding
Just a short little drabble (from a 2012 shuffle challenge) that I've had buried in my computer. Set between Dread Mountain and Return to Del. Endon-centric.
Theme: Untitled – Simple Plan
So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
~*~
The steady drip of water entering the cell is starting to drive him crazy.
The blacksmith sighed, and tried to distract himself from the noise. He wishes his wife was here. She'd always had the spirit to lighten even his darkest moods. He did his best to return the favour when her own worries threatened to overwhelm her. That Fallow had managed to let slip that she was still being her wilful self, which gave him hope.
He couldn't help but laugh when the Shadowlord's servant told him that it was thought that Endon was travelling with Lief. Hell, it still made him chuckle. Hard to do that when they have Endon trapped in a cell here.
But he had to admit that he felt weird hearing that name thrown around. He's so used to answering to Jarred. He isn't entirely sure who he considers himself to be any more; the childhood friend he had adored, or the hiding king. He loved those memories of the childhood their shared. And it wasn't the opulence that made those memories. It was the two of them, as brothers more than friends.
He prays everyday for the safety of Jarred, Anna and their child. He didn't deserve a friend such as Jarred, though he's strived to make that sacrifice worth it.
He can't change the past, no matter how much he wishes it. But Leif... his precious, brave, headstrong son has the power to change the future.
That is the hope he is clinging to.
Fin