Pictures at an Exhibition by Robinka

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Homecoming

Beleg... You'll never know when he shows up at your doorstep, points at pen and paper and says, "Write, would you please?". As if I could say no to him.

No beta, no warnings, just 100 words about Beleg :) Enjoy!


In Beleriand, stars are brighter.

Are, not were, because it matters little that Beleriand is no more, I realize. They have always been out there, up there, and I remember them well. I may be brand new, but you know what people say: the song remains the same. Now, to admire them as I used to do, I have to block the citylights from coming into my sight with my hands around my eyes.

Perfect.

As I watch them shine as they should, I care little that Beleriand no longer exists, because I am Beleriand, and, well, I am back.


Chapter End Notes

What you recognize are nods at Led Zeppelin and Sam Gamgee.


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