leave me restless, leave me hung by kimaracretak

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Fanwork Notes

"It is best for me to work quietly alone. I must endeavour to be more and more retired and secret. I must not even let myself know what I do. I must never be satisfied, but look ahead." ~ Anna Jemima Clough

Fanwork Information

Summary:

Light dies, and the web endures.

Major Characters: Melian, Ungoliant

Major Relationships:

Artwork Type: No artwork type listed

Genre: Horror

Challenges: Rise Above

Rating: Adult

Warnings: Creator Chooses Not to Warn

Chapters: 1 Word Count: 200
Posted on 3 May 2018 Updated on 3 May 2018

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Chapter 1

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Light dies so easily.

Hiss and click and spin and then it's gone. Eight punctured holes where the emptiness shines through before you swallow it whole, eight silk threads round and round and round until it collapses it on itself.

Only the void, now.

The black-light queen weaves too, spells against the dark as if their gold is any different from the light's.

Yours, too, her weaving; yours, too, the queen.

Hiss and click and spin your silks around and she'll not see it coming, no. Always so hard for the toothless.

Click-click the quiet in your mind and click-click your songs in hers.

Clever the elven queen and faster she weaves, but you've swallowed brighter suns.

Sweetly forbidden her songs call to you, thorn-whip ropes that find no grasp on your skin. Sweetly sings the web that fracture-falls under your teeth.

Anything can be unwoven. Spell and light and the black-star queen too, press and pull and speed the collapse on its way. Sticky-sweet the silks and blood, spill over and over the silver-red that is not light.

Only you to weave the web now, only you and yours.

(And the black-light queen the only light, and only yours.)


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It's beautiful, sinister, and atmospheric. I need a translation--sorry, I am not sure what is happening here! I do guess that it is melian and ungoliant each trying to udo the others magic/webs? I guess I am not very poetic unless it is entirely obvious. But here hangs this beautiful language and no one commented! So I had to!

Thank you for reading and commenting! Honestly, it's sometimes too easy for me to get so caught up in language/description in Silmfic that I forget about plot haha. I was writing from Ungoliant's POV and trying to keep the ending purposefully ambiguous, but my thought was that this was specifically about the Girdle - Melian weaving, Ungoliant un-weaving - and it ends with the Girdle fallen and Melian captured - possibly killed, possibly swayed to Ungoliant's side somehow.