DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING(this disclaimer applies to all further chapters of this work)
Hi guys! So, these are 100 drabbles(not really, just short pieces, I'm not real big into the word count rules), each one inspired by one of the 100 drabble prompts for the 100 drabble challenge. The title of each one is that prompt. NirCele is currently doing this as well, she is the one who inspired me to do this, so please go and check out hers! These are on any or Tolkien's Middle Earth works, the Silmarillion, LOTR, etc.
Please review, I hope you enjoy!
Sunset
Beleg always used to love watching the sunset.
Turin remembered sitting perched in the trees with the him, barely thirteen, nestled in the elf's protective, warm arms.
They had watched together as the sky turned lavender, pink, dark purple, and soft crimson over the dark silhouettes of the tall trees.
"Beleg, I love you." Turn had told him, and Beleg had squeezed him, and he had never felt so safe in all his life.
Turin remembered laying next to Beleg on the bare top of Amon Rudh, splayed out in the short coarse winter grass, breathing in the full dome view of a cloudless, treeless horizon and sky. It was a soft light pink and gold around the edges, with a dark mix of blues and purples above.
They had lain there in companionable silence, for Turin no longer needed to reassure Beleg of how much he loved him, because they both knew, and no words needed to be spoken.
Turin remembered these things as he sat on his knees before the Pools of Ivrin, gazing at the brilliant sunset spanning the sky, reflected on the water. He squeezed an imaginary hand, and if he closed his eyes, he could almost feel Beleg there beside him.