4. March 27, 2005: Impromptu Instant Drabbling
fear, pain, death, sword Leave It Unspoken - Meril "It was madness…" Her brother’s voice broke the silence, and she flinched. It had been madness: nothing but pain, blood, her blade against her people, and the overwhelming fear that this could be the end, oh Eru, why? Look at the blood, the bodies Listen to the screams. Mother’s people, her kin, my kin, our kin. Why? Oh, Eru! Save us! I didn’t know, didn’t know, didn’t know that it would be like this. He’s bleeding red blood flowing-dripping-pouring onto the white-white sand.. She’s dying choking-gasping-rasping last-last-very-last breath Save me… She shivered. "Leave it, Finrod. Do not talk about it."
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