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Semi-Drabble: The Watcher
Feb. 18th, 2007 09:47 pmI wrote this back in November, but for some reason I never posted it!
Semi-Drabble: The Watcher
Author: Tuxedo Elf
Pairing: Glorfindel/Ecthelion
Rating: PG
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Ecthelion loved to watch Glorfindel.
When he sparred, the light sheen of sweat on his chest making his skin gleam in the morning sun.
When he rode out on patrol, tall, noble and resplendent in armour.
When he took time for himself and sprawled lazily under his favourite tree.
Yet when he slept - that was when Ecthelion loved to watch him most. When his body and mind were both at peace and his usually carefully-tied hair spread out over the pillow and his breathing was soft and even.
Every night Ecthelion watched him, in an unceasing vigil.
For this he had forsaken Mandos’ Halls, caring little for the risk that he may never be re-embodied. He had been certain that once Glorfindel had left, there would be no healing for his spirit in the Grey Halls.
He was right.
End
Semi-Drabble: The Watcher
Author: Tuxedo Elf
Pairing: Glorfindel/Ecthelion
Rating: PG
*************
Ecthelion loved to watch Glorfindel.
When he sparred, the light sheen of sweat on his chest making his skin gleam in the morning sun.
When he rode out on patrol, tall, noble and resplendent in armour.
When he took time for himself and sprawled lazily under his favourite tree.
Yet when he slept - that was when Ecthelion loved to watch him most. When his body and mind were both at peace and his usually carefully-tied hair spread out over the pillow and his breathing was soft and even.
Every night Ecthelion watched him, in an unceasing vigil.
For this he had forsaken Mandos’ Halls, caring little for the risk that he may never be re-embodied. He had been certain that once Glorfindel had left, there would be no healing for his spirit in the Grey Halls.
He was right.
End
