Súlimëo Quentar: March Stories by Elleth

Beneath the Tower

On the Horrors of the Siege of Barad-dûr.

(Horror, hence possibly disturbing themes. Character death.) A drabble according to Open Office.

Anárion dreams of stones falling, and when he wakes it's not a dream.

There is a sure-fire bombardement from Barad-dûr; for seven years now they have been sheltering behind a sand dune. Boulders roll down it, slowed and harmless. Many bear missives, black messages spelling hatred, and even the soldiers turn into orc-like creatures. For want of water they go dirt-smeared and stinking, showing the Enemy disdain. They want for no filth, bodies provide that, to smear their own messages. Siege turns into walking nightmares.

Anárion dreams that a falling stone crushes him. And, relieved, understands it is no dream.

Chapter End Notes

Written for the following prompts:

O64: Silmarillion Geography: Barad-dûr; Horror: Psychological Horror; Landscape: Sand Dune