The Meaning of Life Tyalie
Summary: A look into some of the most pointless existences of Middle Earth. 10 drabble-like things. A bit depressing, a bit funny.
Rating: PG for some language.
A/N: Hey there. I wanted to give you guys this before I left for New York. (I heart summer). I'm not sure how long I'll be there, so I wrote these drabbles this morning to tide you over. Ok, I don't think any of you would really miss me, but it's my good deed of the...month.
Warning, the first few bits might be a little depressing. Only later (#5 or 6 or something) does the humor pick up. They're written by number, almost like a top ten list. 1-3 to a chapter.
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#10 Eowyn the Sheild Maiden
I was trained to fight. Years and years I have spent sparring and studying, practicing and perfecting. Remember that sword-fighting, spear-throwing, and axe-wielding do not come so easily to anyone, especially women. Those years were full of stinging wrists and sore arms. And now my skills equal, if not excell, those of the men.
So will someone please tell me exactly why I learned all that but cannot stand by my King in battle?
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Look, I did say they were going to be short. Eowyn's story's kinda sad, but she finds meaning later. But it qualifies as pointless to learn all that and not get to use it.
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#9 Todo, A Shirriff of the Shire
Ah, there's never been much to Shirriffing. Strolling around the country's nice enough. meet some new folk, hear the gossip, drink some beer, and smile at the young Hobbit lads.
But sometimes I feel a right old fraud of a 'law enforcer'. What laws? Who breaks them? What's the punishment? Huh, I could get on just as well as a gentle Hobbit.
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It's like being a taxidermist among elves. This chapter has been edited 09.10.04