Drabbles: The Silmarillion and Unfinished Tales by Zdenka

Forget Not This

Nellas shows Nienor a new place. (Nellas/Nienor)

“Come with me,” Nellas says and takes her hand.

Nienor follows. This time Nellas leads her to where the trees open into a meadow by the river. Flowers grow wildly mixed together, white and yellow and gold, more kinds than Nienor knows the names of. The sunlight is warm on her skin, and bees hum among the blossoms.

Nienor gathers flowers and twines them in Nellas’s hair, running her fingers through the soft strands. Nellas leans against her but hesitates. “It is true,” she asks quietly, “that as mortals grow older, they forget?”

“I will not forget you,” Nienor promises.

Chapter End Notes

Written for femslash100 Drabble Tag Round 6, for the prompt: "The Silmarillion: Nellas/Nienor - flowers"