Tengwar

by Haleth Aldea

A series of drabbles written in response to prompts on the Halfling board at Parma Eruseen. 1st one is about Feanor creating the tengwar. I decided I didn't like the second one, so I switched it to a new one about a soldier. Now I've added a new drabble,

2. The Deaf Soldier

I do not remember the moment when the sounds stopped. Perhaps I had been sleeping. After the long burning struggle, twisting in tangled sheets, I knew peace and cool water.

I have not yet grown used to the silence.

Here burns a different fire. A charred stench wafts before my eyes. I see faces contorted in horror but hear no screams, no shouts, no crackles of flame or arrow-whistles. I feel impact, but hear no thwack of sword on flesh.

Battles are as silent as the sound of busy streets at home. They are quieter than my grandmother's back garden.