26. There Hammer on the Anvil Smote
Today's Challenge (Day 26):
"Pride is still aiming at the best houses: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell; aspiring to be angels men rebel."
How would a character not allowed to express his or her thoughts, creativity, or opinion act out?
There Hammer on the Anvil Smote
His thumbs itch. Too long since he put hammer to anvil or heated metal. He could visit the town smithies, but begging time at an Elf's forge... He broods in silence, worrying Legolas. Finally, he goes to Celebrimbor.
The Elven-smith listens, reflects: "I have it."
They ride together, Gimli on a borrowed mule, beyond Valmar's pealing bells, to a great hillside cavern. A wave of heat, metal's tangy smell, the hammer's pulse through his boot-soles… and then they both bow low as a towering figure emerges, tools resting easy in vast hands, and the Smith and Maker calls them in.
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