New Challenge: Potluck Bingo
Sit down to a delicious selection of prompts served on bingo boards, created by the SWG community.
Annael had tried to send news of Rian’s departure from Mithrim to her kin, but his messages long went astray. The report finally came to Morwen’s ears, as she was fetching water from the well.
At first, she stood apparently unmoved.
Then she spoke, as if to herself:
All flowers withered.
Now song also is silent.
Still, we must endure.
In her hands, suddenly the pitcher broke. Water gushed over her skirt and her feet, but she ignored it. Steadily she bade the messenger give Annael her thanks.
‘And keep my young kinsman safe. He will be better with him.’
Partly also inspired by a meta post about Morwen and Rian by echoofthemusic on Tumblr.
(The haiku alludes to Rian's canonical association with flowers and song. The "young kinsman" is Rian's recently born son Tuor.)