Shadow's Instadrabbles by daughterofshadows

Broken Pieces

For the Orctober Prompt: Anfauglith (The Long Thirst) based on the image going along with it, which showed an urn pierced by an arrow.

Rated General

The urn lies shattered.

A casualty of a battle.

War cares not for craftsmanship.

A hand searches through the shards.

Fragments of art.

But who would call them artist?

Chapter End Notes

The idea behind this was that the words resemble the shards of pottery, so I was aiming for a rather chopped up structure? Let me know if I succeeded in getting that "broken apart" feeling across.

And since it does add some context, this is about an orc who does pottery, set in Moria after the Fellowship passed through.