Title: we forgive all those who cannot forget us
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Carolyn Kizer
Warnings: character death; violence
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 90
Point of view: third
Prompt:
Any, any, I thought that we'd start over
But I guess I was wrong
(Talking Heads, Nothing But Flowers)
"Fili," he mumbles, trying to swallow what feels like all of his blood, dragging himself across mangled corpses. "Fee."
"'m'ere, Kee," his brother mumbles back, reaching for him.
He stretches for his brother's hand, everything gone so cold. "D'we win?" he asks, sagging down beside his brother, where he's always belonged. Surely they have won – Uncle has reclaimed the mountain, will sit upon the throne.
"O'course," Fili promises him.
The eagles have come and Kili watches them with the last of his fading sight, fingers gone loose in his brother's grasp.