Elostirion by Celeritas

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For B2MEM, Day 23: Everyone avoided the tower. It was believed to have ...


Write a story or poem that starts with this line or create a piece of art that reflects this line.


“Everyone avoided the tower.  It was believed to have strange magics of sight about it—you could see the Sea from there, some folk said, or even as far as Elvenhome, and those who came back down from it were forever changed.”

 

“Were you changed, Daddy?” said Elfstan.

 

“Me?”  Fastred winked.  “No, your mum had already seen to that.  Filled my head with all sorts of fancy, you see—good fancy, mind—and if I was to have a prayer of winning her over, I was going to have to find some good fancies myself.  So, in I went, creaking the door open, and started to climb, up and up and up those man-sized stairs.  I had to take a break halfway, and my legs were throbbing by the time I was done, but oh! the sights to be seen!  Look east, and it feels like the whole Shire is stretched out before you.  Look west, and—well, one of those rumours is true.

 

“And that is how I knew just where I was going to propose to your mother.”

 

Elfstan wrinkled his nose.  “You don’t tell as good stories as Mum does.”

 

“Well,” said Fastred, “Mum isn’t here, now, is she?”

 

I liked it, Daddy,” said Fíriel, who had said very little but was watching with rapt attention.  “It sounds ever so romantic!”

 

That just made Elfstan wrinkle his nose even more.

 

“Come, it’s bedtime,” said Fastred, and with some fussing he was able to tuck them both in.  But in the morning, Fíriel was not in her bed, and he found her sound asleep a third of the way up the stairs.




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