Bonfires by Lferion

Elegy

Synthesis and intersection, a drabble

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Prompts - Lit:B5 Scientifiction, Art:O4 Silhouette Portrait, Poetry:G3 Elegy , Fanwork:I5 Magical Healing Elves

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Aurë Entuluva — day would come, if he had to rouse Tilion from his bed himself, and Arien with him, sing the near-space into incandescence. Call on Earendil and Venus both to light a way. Light strong enough to cast shadows, to throw the problem -- the edges, the silhouette, the emergent shape, not the whole by any means -- into relief. Into something that could be clearly, inescapably seen.

That statue was a symptom as much as a statement, the acid-etched defying verse a still-fighting immune system. Though why he was thinking in medical metaphors was a question. Healing, though; healing and light made sense. Not an elegy, this, though the intermittent rain was warm as tears.

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