Taking Readings II by Himring

"And play at books that I have read"

An evening sees the family of Rivendell peacefully assembled around the fire.

Arwen kid-fic (true drabble)

Written for starters and also for the cheese course for the Holiday Feast Challenge.

A late entry, which I'm hoping will be covered by the amnesty of the New Year's Resolution.

The quotation I used for starters is the beginning of Robert Louis Stevenson's poem "The Land of Story-books". I also used another line for the title.

It was evening. The lamps were lit. Elrond and Celebrian sat around the fire with Elrohir and Elladan, who were talking softly. Celebrian was humming. Elrond, listening, almost dozed away.

Silence fell and, suddenly, he asked: ‘Where is Arwen? Wasn’t she sitting by my right foot only a moment ago?’

‘I have no idea!’ said Celebrian, smiling.

‘She must have sneaked away very cleverly,’ said Elladan.

‘She is lost to us!’ exclaimed Elrohir dramatically.

Arwen, in the shadows, burst out giggling.

‘What were you playing at, Arwen?’

‘Beren and Luthien!’

‘And who were you being?’

‘Beren the outlaw, of course!’

Chapter End Notes

I also incorporated a prompt "Right Foot", from Tolkien Weekly's Direction Challenge.

Two stanzas from the poem:

At evening when the lamp is lit,
Around the fire my parents sit;
They sit at home and talk and sing,
And do not play at anything.

[...]

There, in the night, where none can spy,
All in my hunter’s camp I lie,
And play at books that I have read
Till it is time to go to bed.

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