A Hundred Pieces of Colored Cloth

by ThurinRanger

100 little flash-fictions, each inspired by one of the prompts for the 100 drabble challenge. No warnings, unless indicated specifically for a certain drabble. On many of Tolkien's Middle Earth works, but mainly the Silmarillion. DISCLAIMER: I don't own it. Current chapter: Painting:In Tol Galen UPDATE: check me out at snottorsphloxDOTcom that's where I've been

53. Betrayal:On Maeglin

Betrayal

They say that I betrayed them.

They turn their heads away from me when I walk by, they scowl and whisper about my deeds when I am not there.

They say that I betrayed them.

But was I not betrayed first?

You, Turgon, you promised to take care of me.

You said that you would love me and give me a place.

But then you betrayed me for the love of the son of an old friend, letting him take my place in your heart, though you deny it when I accuse you now.

And you, Idril, you told me you felt sorry for me, and that I had your love.

You winked at me once, when you were dancing at the first festival held since my arrival at Gondolin, your fair and cloistered city.

When I brought it up later your eyes grew dark and you said you did not remember ever winking at me, yet you did.

You promised when I first came that you would look after me, because we were cousins and only had Turgon between us.

And then that awful flaxen-haired mortal came, and you forgot about all that.

And then, you say, I betrayed you.

But really, what left was there to betray?

What trust, what friendship are you imagining when you say that I betrayed you?

It is not as if I had a choice, anyway.

So I betrayed you, and I sought revenge for myself with all you who said you cared but only hurt me, even though you are surprised now when I tell you what you did or said stung.

I wonder what I would have done if I had succeeded, if Tuor and Earendil were gone and you, Idril, were mine.

I do not like to think about it now, because I know in my heart that you would have reminded me too much of my mother, and I would have let you go anyway.

So, there you go, Maeglin drabble, as promised, because, as I said before: You just can't see the prompt 'Betrayal' and not think 'Maeglin'.

No, I was not taking Maeglin's side...I was simply channeling him. :/ I do not think he acted righteously, rather that there might be a deeper, darker side to this story, and that Maeglin may not have been the only wrong one. Just sayin'. Please don't kill me...

:/

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