New Challenge: Potluck Bingo
Sit down to a delicious selection of prompts served on bingo boards, created by the SWG community.
On Thangorodrim, Maedhros is plagued by visions.
(Mildly disturbing images, but nothing terribly graphic. A drabble according to Open Office.)
The stratus clouds swirl, dive, and form a vulture come to maim him to his core. Maedhros shudders. Hanging, he dreams the bird tearing, pecking, rending him. But he accepts it, reclaims a measure: His is not punishment for brotherly insubordination, his is not misfortune. This is just. He has failed to bear the fire: never cheered at Losgar, and his father's essence guttered into ashes in his hands. It is just.
Maglor later learns that story, claiming it in turn. In song, Maedhros is the one who carries on the flame. In song, that too is just.
All and any similarities to the Prometheus myth are fully intended.
Written for the following prompts:
B7: Four Words: core, vulture, stratus, maim