New Challenge: Potluck Bingo
Sit down to a delicious selection of prompts served on bingo boards, created by the SWG community.
Disclaimer: Tolkien built the sandbox, I only play with the bucket and shovel that he left for me. No money, profit or non, is made from the publication of this story.
Rulers and Leaders
Curufinwë strode quickly through the garden.
If only I hadn't been delayed by Grandfather Mahtan, he thought. I've probably missed my chance to warn Mother.
Hearing raised voices from within Nerdanel's studio; he stopped and moved off the path, leaning against the wall near a lattice supporting an abundance of blooming roses.
“You cannot leave him like this,” a firm baritone voice argued.
“You may rule the Noldor, but you do not rule my heart," returned his mother's alto. "I live here now. Fëanáro can take care of himself.”
“But you have children!”
“Who know they are always welcome here.”
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