Title : The encounter
Rating : PG-13
Word count : 136
This drabble is a translation from french (and I think the french version is far better). If you find some english mistakes, please tell !
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« Go away, quick ! », Maedhros shouts.
She can only call him « Maedhros ». It is not Maitimo anymore, or Nelyo, her dear cousin tall as a wise tree, older than Arafinwë her father, and laughing when he took her upon his shoulders. It is no longer the eldest with the calm smile, his heir's brow distinguished by a copper circle... It is not even the survivor trying to contain with one hand the violent quadriga of his brothers.
It's an unknown man, covered with red blood. His blade still dripping.
« Run away ! », he repeats.
On the other side of the carved room, Galadriel, all in armor, her sword held out in a false confident gesture, stayed petrified a few seconds, when she saw him passing the door.
She runs away.
