Voices of Despair by ford_of_bruinen

VII

The battle turns against us, stench of blood and smoke chokes us. Where are you, cousin? I trusted you.

My arms are heavy, exhausted from hours of fighting. This was your war, not mine. Where are you? I feel their condemnation and despair. I am choking. Was I wrong to trust?

The field is littered with the dead, strangers, friends and kin shattered over the ground. WHERE ARE YOU?!

Gondolin’s trumpets ring though darkness, hope flickers in the faces of those around me as they fall. I stand alone now against the Valarauka. My heart breaks, we have been betrayed.