All these hands: 5. Son's hands

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5. Son's hands

My son: golden hair, clear blue eyes, cherry lips, tiny fingers, chubby knees and a toothless grin. My son: with Tuor’s features and my colours. He has Tuor’s humour too.

He thinks I cannot see him crawling under the table. I sit, and before his little hand can latch onto my ankle with a hopeful scare, I sweep him off the ground, landing him on my knee.

He laughs, “Mama!”

My life will hereafter be separated into two halves, before Eärendil and after. I don’t remember what joys there were before him.

I do not need to; I have Eärendil.

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Elithien

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Complete

Era: 1st Age

Genre: General

Rating: General

Last Updated: 11/21/03

Original Post: 11/06/03

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