A/N: So...I'm working on the next chapter of West of the Moon, East of the Sun, I swear! (Writing has taken a backseat, so updates on all of my fics are delayed due to LIFE.) However, I thought I'd share the following short pieces in the interim to tie readers over until the next update...
The following are a series of unrelated drabbles (100 words) in response to a Tumblr "Send Me a Pairing and a Number and I'll Write You a Drabble" Challenge I did a while back. Each prompt was based on a requested number and quote (which, FYI, serves as the title for each piece). I fulfilled five Thrandiel drabbles in all for this challenge and will likely post one per day till they're all up.
If you decide to follow along, I hope you enjoy them. Reviews are always greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings are copyrighted to and belong to J. R. R. Tolkien. I'm just playing in his sandbox and receive no financial gain from this. Artwork is credited to Cudzinec.
"I'm pregnant."
The euphoria of change stirred inside her, much like a bud turning towards the sun's warmth to spread and unfold its petals. There would be no mildness for this blessed action; this union of souls awakening new life.
Tauriel smiled at the remembrance of when she had known: 'I'm pregnant.'
The king had sunk to his knees, overwhelmed with joy and wonderment. He hadn't succumbed to tears since the day his late wife perished at Angmar, but that night he had cried, weeping for the forgiveness Life offered him in the form of his redheaded captain and their unborn child.