Fic: Balrog 1/1 Rating: G
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phynckeTitle: Balrog
Author: Phyncke
Fandom: Silmarillion/LOTR
Beta: Keiliss
Email: jhfink@sbcglobal.net
Rating: G
Pairing: Balrog (unnamed)
Warnings: none
Time Frame: War of Wrath and through the subsequent ages.
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. They are the property of the Tolkien estate. I use them here for my own amusement and hopefully for yours at no profit.
Summary: What does a balrog think in the deep recesses of the earth?
Balrog
We are two beings in one and to ourselves we are always two, fire and shadow, both darkness and flame. Our power lies in the convergence of these two entities, where they meet and make us whole. Yes, we are strong and we have vanquished many.
We are alone. Once there were many of us and it was glorious. Then the earth was changed, so we fled to this place, digging deep where we could to hide here and slumber, slumber undisturbed by the creatures of the light and the shining ones who took the Master away into the nothingness. We know he will come again but can not determine it and for now we rest and ponder all that has passed and all that might yet be; glorious past with possibilities for our future. We do not know where our brethren are. Perhaps they are hidden somewhere in the deep places too, waiting as we do for our time to return.
Our thoughts wander between waking and sleeping. The fire expands and contracts in this space we have made here beneath the ground. Time passes unmeasured, days, weeks, months, years, centuries, millennia, we cannot tell how long.
For now, we rest.
*A double drabble of 200 words exactly*
Author: Phyncke
Fandom: Silmarillion/LOTR
Beta: Keiliss
Email: jhfink@sbcglobal.net
Rating: G
Pairing: Balrog (unnamed)
Warnings: none
Time Frame: War of Wrath and through the subsequent ages.
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. They are the property of the Tolkien estate. I use them here for my own amusement and hopefully for yours at no profit.
Summary: What does a balrog think in the deep recesses of the earth?
Balrog
We are two beings in one and to ourselves we are always two, fire and shadow, both darkness and flame. Our power lies in the convergence of these two entities, where they meet and make us whole. Yes, we are strong and we have vanquished many.
We are alone. Once there were many of us and it was glorious. Then the earth was changed, so we fled to this place, digging deep where we could to hide here and slumber, slumber undisturbed by the creatures of the light and the shining ones who took the Master away into the nothingness. We know he will come again but can not determine it and for now we rest and ponder all that has passed and all that might yet be; glorious past with possibilities for our future. We do not know where our brethren are. Perhaps they are hidden somewhere in the deep places too, waiting as we do for our time to return.
Our thoughts wander between waking and sleeping. The fire expands and contracts in this space we have made here beneath the ground. Time passes unmeasured, days, weeks, months, years, centuries, millennia, we cannot tell how long.
For now, we rest.
*A double drabble of 200 words exactly*
