Title: Mine
Author: Dreamiflame
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, Tolkien's and whomever else's.
Note: This isn't exactly part of the "What If..." series, but it is, in a way, a very early prologue for the series.
Series Note: Each of these stories is exactly 100 words long, a drabble. They were written and posted on Livejournal earlier.
"Mine"
It lies there, a small weight, shining even in the dim light. He holds it, feels the warmth of the metal, hears it whisper words he can't make out but somehow understands.
Noise, outside his head, and he looks up, still distracted. Follows, even though he doesn't want to, and chooses, holds it close and understands its promise. Power, control, and "No," he says, turns away again.
Behind him, his name echoes from the stones, and inside his head a voice of gold speaks to him. So small, he thinks, a little thing, but precious. And now mine.
Author: Dreamiflame
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, Tolkien's and whomever else's.
Note: This isn't exactly part of the "What If..." series, but it is, in a way, a very early prologue for the series.
Series Note: Each of these stories is exactly 100 words long, a drabble. They were written and posted on Livejournal earlier.
"Mine"
It lies there, a small weight, shining even in the dim light. He holds it, feels the warmth of the metal, hears it whisper words he can't make out but somehow understands.
Noise, outside his head, and he looks up, still distracted. Follows, even though he doesn't want to, and chooses, holds it close and understands its promise. Power, control, and "No," he says, turns away again.
Behind him, his name echoes from the stones, and inside his head a voice of gold speaks to him. So small, he thinks, a little thing, but precious. And now mine.