They Went in Haste by Dawn Felagund

Strong

Prompt: borne, fled, forest, strong

Celegorm ruins a project in his father's forge and flees to the forest.

Tyelkormo fled into the forest, feet pounding past the path, until his heart felt it might burst and the tears dried on his face.

Strong Finwë! Laughable!

His body was hale and whole; it was the project he’d ruined, time devoured as he stared out the window and the blade he was softening melted—infinitely worse.

Oaks—strong, upright like his father, taking more than their share of sky—flashed past as he ran.

He did not stop till he reached the river where the willows bowed, borne on the wind to grace the water, with a strange supple strength.