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1. Remembering Celebrian

She moved through the underbrush quickly, this girl with bright red eyes. She was accustomed to living beneath the mountain's embrace. The stars were little pinpricks of light from the world she feared.

Once her home was a snug dark cave, before the Dwarves had plated it with cold metal. Then they had slain her kin. No place would hold her now. She knew not why she was going West, but some ancient and primal longing had found her.

She clutched her naked baby against her bosom, shielding him from the cold air.


"Yrch." Elladan drew his sword, which flashed brightly. "They're near."

"Middle-earth will be cleaned of their stain," said Elrohir, baring his white teeth and urging his horse forward.

"Patience, brother. We shall." Elladan knew that killing these few Orcs was as futile as using a twig to avert an avalanche. But his mother was now a vast ocean apart, her memory still four hundred fifty years fresh. He pulled on his horse's reins and followed Elrohir as they galloped through the night.

It was not long before he caught a whiff of decay in the bright air, and then a glimpse of a hideous simian shape. As he drew his bow and loosed the arrow, he thought about the utter repugnance of every Orc he'd met. The foul creature fell with a groan.

"Come, brother," said Elrohir. "Let us see if others are about."


Death came slowly to the young mother, and slower still to her son. Although pain and weakness overwhelmed her, the Orc's last act was to shelter the baby beneath her dying body.

In the morning a raven, hearing the wailing of the tiny Orc, alighted on his mother's carcass to peck at her bright red eyes.

Far away, Elladan and Elrohir awoke to elven singing and a bowl of juicy red strawberries.


A/N: This Orc had been displaced by Balin's invasion of Moria not long before the War of the Ring.

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: AFriedman

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Complete

Era: 3rd Age - The Stewards

Genre: Other

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 12/05/07

Original Post: 10/25/07

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Remembering Celebrian

IVIaedhros - 26 Oct 07 - 9:16 AM

Ch. 1: Remembering Celebrian

Good stuff.  Always nice to see the orcs viewed from a different angle.

Remembering Celebrian

Crowdaughter - 28 Oct 07 - 2:58 AM

Ch. 1: Remembering Celebrian

What a sad and at the same time compelling view at the Orc hunting obsession from the other side. This story is great. I like the concept, and the end is haunting. Very well done!

Remembering Celebrian

Armariel - 28 Oct 07 - 12:21 PM

Ch. 1: Remembering Celebrian

Brrrrrr, that is dark!!  Hadn't ever even thought about there being she-orcs...but I guess they had to come from SOMEthing didn't they? 

A brilliantly chilling little piece.

My lips are sealed

Remembering Celebrian

RiverOtter - 29 Oct 07 - 6:59 AM

Ch. 1: Remembering Celebrian

An excellent story from the other side about orcs.  The last two sections are chilling as the she-orc and her baby die while Elladan and Elrohir enjoy breakfast.

Remembering Celebrian

thelauderdale - 20 Jul 08 - 12:42 PM

Ch. 1: Remembering Celebrian

THAT'S HORRIBLE.  That juxtaposition at the end (wailing/singing, eyes/strawberries) nearly made me lose my lunch.

...good job.

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