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ophidion · 1 year

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last line :/

Rule: post the last sentence/line from your WIP or wherever you left off in your art. Then tag as many people as there are words in that sentence/line. Please make a new post if you decide to join the game.

legitimately everyone on the planet has tagged me in this and I'm late because i keep thinking I'll be at a good point with beacon. yet.

anyone else who wants to play by all means.

one

“Tell me your name.”

“Mine? Or this body’s?”

“Halbrand?” she cautiously dares to choke out.

“Halbrand’s not here right now,” his grin is mean, but his eyes are glassy and reflective of the horror in her own.

“Pity, he didn’t have an heir back then.” Sauron casts a nod towards the scroll rolling into the river.

“I suppose a dead man can still pass on his name.” She’s so busy watching her evidence disappear into the river, the elf doesn’t notice the human’s hand coming around her windpipe.

It’s a Maia’s strength that makes her fall.

two

“Dead-ringer,” she savors the word, rolling her hips as he thrust up into her. “I’m not the one who just said they’re fucking a look-alike for their mother.”

One would think that would be a shocking statement or a lethal insult. Instead, his lips just curl, and hands dig into her hips with enough force to bruise, slamming her down harder onto his cock.

“Do you want to stop, Mommy?”

When they were children, they had played house on her father’s country estate in Wales.

(Lord Sauron preferred child-free holidays. Had preferred to not remember he had a daughter, an arrestingly lovely woman now that could become a coveted treasure if shown off too much in the papers.

He preferred if she was kept isolated, with her brother as her keeper. To remain like a little girl, who was still content to play house with the boy she had been raised with.)

“Don’t you dare, Daddy.”

Their parents didn’t know it but they had never stopped playing house. After all, wasn’t that what they wanted? For neither of them to grow up?

three

“You can call me Narvi if you wish,” he says quietly, returning to his task as if he hadn’t just granted a rare privilege.

There was something lurking behind the set jaw of the Crown Prince, one didn’t need to have keen eyesight to see that.

Isildur doesn’t feel the need to ask why the elderly dwarf was so reluctant to relinquish the task to his son. Sure, the King was willing to have him pour out the dirty water.

Narvi’s face was stoic in the task, but there was a mutinous gleam in his eye.

(How his hand seemed to pat at his side each time he set down the empty metal basin could have been confused for a nervous tick.

But, as the ritual concluded and the small dwarf prince helped the elderly High King stand, Sauron swallowed the question he wanted to whisper in Durin’s ear.

‘What have you got in your pocket?’

It wasn’t much of a riddle.

But, power was a game that Sauron had seldom tired of. It was sacred and of immense antiquity, and even wicked creatures were afraid to cheat when they played at it.

Yet, there were beings with good hearts who sometimes realized that the only way to win, was to resort to less than honorable means.

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