Prompt: Handicapped
I am broken, body and soul. Death will be welcome, though I don't expect the Doomsman to be kind.
Why would he? I am traitor, twisted and tormented.
What chance did I ever have? A father who loathed and loved as if they were the same thing, a mother who loved but wished... Oh, she wished for many things. None of them came to pass.
It grows dim. I feel a call, a tugging at my spirit. Summoning me.
He is fearsome, this Doomsman. I cannot face him. I am dreadful.
"Child. Come, you are weary. Sleep and be healed."
Very short, a true drabble for once. Maeglin is the character if you couldn't guess. I've always felt very sad for him. His parents were so...well, their relationship was, at the least, highly dysfunctional. Maeglin was young, so young for an elf, when he came to Gondolin. I don't think he knew how to live with the elves there and he was smart, but not so much when it came to societal norms. My hope was always that he found some healing in Mandos, and maybe? Found out what love truly is.
