One Hundred Words About Maedhros by Himring

Every Breath

Fingon has rescued his cousin Maedhros from Thangorodrim--their thoughts on the subject of obligation and gratitude.

Two short monologues (a bit like a duet, although obviously there is no music), rather than a dialogue.

Maedhros:

I am beholden to you in every breath I take. They call me ungrateful--do not know I battle to keep breathing.
Although you cut me free, I am tied, might sink under the weight of my obligation, but choose the tie that holds me up and breathe for you.

Fingon:

Were you but free! I saved you at great cost, yet ask no recompense but this: keep breathing.  You lean too lightly against me, let me hold you up! Let who will talk of ingratitude--I will deny all obligation and be beholden to you for every breath you take.

Chapter End Notes

Written for a LOTR Community drabble challenge on LJ on the subject of gratitude. The prompt was: beholden.

Word count: 2 x 50 according to Word.

(Posted independently of the series on some other sites)