Laurië Lassi – Golden Leaves by Esteliel

Ice

Some people have difficulty embracing changes and moving on. Write a story or poem or create artwork that shows the consequences of refusing to change.

Ice

Sometimes Glorfindel wonders why Turgon chose to build his hidden city among these high, cold mountains whose icy tips defy even the heat of summer.

Turgon's pain is glacial. No sunlight can melt the ice, nor can Glorfindel's friendship. His friend was once earnest, but always willing to listen, and though his smiles came slowly, they were no less genuine. His king is as a glacier: unchangeable; frozen.

When the heights of the Echoriath glisten with cruel cold in the sun, Glorfindel sees their reflection in Turgon's eyes. It is the gleam of Elenwë's hair sinking forever beneath the ice.