Letters That Were Never Given

by bluestring

A letter misplaced. A letter unwritten. For a son. For a friend. For a lover. Never made. Never sent. Never read. [Currently forever on HIATUS until I come back to it but in my other platform. Check my profile for more details.]

2. Chapter 2

Master Burglar,

I wish I never brought you on our journey. You have stolen the Arkenstone from me, for my own good and I understand why now.

I believe that when we met I told you that you were no more than a grocer. And ever after all that you have done, I still hold on to what I've said.

I was the thief, not you. I have robbed you of a reputation, a good night's sleep, a full belly, an armchair by your fireplace and a future not haunted by ghosts knocking on your front door.

You should've left when you had the chance.

I should've let you go.

Forgive me, I know no more of opening my hands. My grandfather and father has only taught me to close a fist in rage and in greed.

I should've . . .

- Thorin