In Our Hearts We Know the Truth by Saelind

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Chapter 2

Prompt: heart, stroke, encounter and fire. 

Morwen after Húrin's departure. 


Morwen shivered. The fire had long gone down in the hearth, only a few embers keeping total darkness at bay. It was a night like this that Húrin left, clouds obstructing the moon, the howling wind her only company. Her heart constricted at the memory. Was this the doom of the Edaín, that they held only echoes of their lovers’ encounters while war and death claimed them? 

Niënor whimpered softly in her lap, and Morwen stroked the girl’s hair, murmuring soft verses to her until she fell back asleep. For her child, she could find solace and strength awhile longer.


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