A Sense of History: Straight Road
The next in a series of articles about ships passing to and from the West, Simon uses "The Fall of Númenor" to attempt to arrive at Tolkien's reading of the exordium to "Beowulf."
Written for Akallabêth in August.
12. Storm
(Prompt 70 : Storm)
Clouds chased the sky, wind rattled the shutters, trees danced a wild roundel in their colourful garb.
Inside, Elrond warmed his hands over the fire, relishing in the warmth and enjoying the absence of wood smoke permeating a dwelling without a flue.
After much labour and more than one setback, the main house was finally habitable. This winter, they would have warmth and comfort, and live again a more normal life with joy and merriment even when the weather is at its worst.
Storms, finally, were no longer a cause for unease or worry, but a delight in nature’s diversity.
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