Black and Blue: 5. Chapter 5

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5. Chapter 5

When Jeb returned, the cottage was filled with quiet, repetitive singing. Off key. Always off key. He saw Sara was at the table, scrubbing at her hands, rocking back and forth as she sang her stupid song about pretty babies. 

"Where's the girl," he growled and she stopped singing stopped but scrubbing. 

Sara lifted her head and he saw then that her eyes were glazed. 

"Safe," she said, singing that word over and over. The urge to crack her head on the table nearly overwhelmed him. 

"Wot did you do?" 

"Made 'er safe, like yer tole me, Jeb. Safe. Safe. Safe. Pretty baby is safe."
 

Sara lowered her head, continuing to scrub at her hands. Her tunic was splotched with new stains, dark ones. 

"WOT DID YOU DO?" Jeb roared at her, impotent rage filling him. 

"Safe, safe. Baby safe now." 

He cast about the hovel she kept in a constant state of ruin for him and found little that pleased him. More splotches, no girl. No body. With a snarl, he was back out the door for the rear yard. Last time Sara had thrown the child's body to the dogs. Fool woman was so mad she couldn't even figure out that it were better to throw the remains to the pigs. Only reason he kept the stinking beasts. Sure enough, he found the girl there with the dogs. Not dead though. She sat in their midst, staring blankly ahead. Not so pretty any more, he saw, but alive. That was what important. She was worth nothing to him dead. The dogs would keep her warm enough, and it were better out here than in there with him and Sara. Especially tonight. He had work to do tonight. Jeb cracked his knuckles and turned back for the cottage. Lots of work to do tonight. When the screams began the dogs started to howl mournfully around Rin. 

Makeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstop 

The storm came that night, howling and biting and covering the land in a blanket of ice and death. The dogs huddled close, whimpering, scratching, and snarling. Anything for a warmer, safer place. 

Makeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstop


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: Elora

Status: General

Completion: Work in Progress

Era: 4th Age

Genre: Drama

Rating: Adult

Last Updated: 02/17/13

Original Post: 02/17/13

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