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This just a short thing written late at night when I should be doing school. Oh well.
Thundering Whispers
She married him despite her fear. She would not let her shadowy, possessive cousin influence her decisions, and thus chose to be with the man she loved. Yet this did not stop her dark dreams, or still her tremors of dread.
Neither her father's smile nor her husband's warm embrace could reassure her of safety and peace. The joy at the birth of her son provided little respite from her worries, and soon her premonitions multiplied. A dull echo of danger seemed to resound in her head.
She paced the battlements at night, high above the seven gates of her city. She begged the stars to speak to her in simple terms that she might understand, and not leave her with only hazy possibilities. The familiar skies were silent under her pleading gaze, and she closed her eyes to hold back the cold tears.
A breeze that had been tossed around the stars and smelt of the far limits of space and wonder came to nestle in her hair. She raised her face and opened her eyes. A bright star swam in her tears, just a blur of strange and awful delight. She blinked the tears away, and the star was gone. With a low cry, she searched the sky for that bright gleam but that star was no longer before her sight.
She stood quietly; was her hope only to be seen through a sea of despair? Or was this a forerunner of the future? A new star, one that brought joy and comfort after a ordeal of pain and suffering.
The cry of a child reached her ears, and she turned to go in to her son. The future, with its dark times and bright loves, would wait. Her own loves needed her at the moment. "I am here, Earendil" she whispered.
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