tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845lady_branwynlady_branwynlady_branwyn2019-11-12T05:05:14Ztag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:310647For the Tolkien_weekly "Tree" Challenge2019-11-12T02:06:42Z2019-11-12T05:05:14Zpublic1Title: Three for the White Tree--Part 3<br />Author: Branwyn<br />Rating: G<br />Source: Return of the King (book)<br />Characters: Aragorn, Samwise<br />Note: written for just_ann_now's birthday<br /><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://lady-branwyn.dreamwidth.org/310647.html#cutid1">more</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=310647" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:310399For the Tolkien_weekly "Tree" Challenge2019-11-08T19:02:57Z2019-11-09T01:16:48Zpublic2Title: Three for the White Tree--Part 2<br />Author: Branwyn<br />Rating: G<br />Universe: Bookverse<br />Characters: surprise<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://lady-branwyn.dreamwidth.org/310399.html#cutid1">more</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=310399" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:310183For the Tolkien_weekly "Tree" Challenge2019-11-06T02:10:22Z2019-11-06T02:10:53Zpublic3Title: Three for the White Tree--Part 1<br />Author: Branwyn<br />Rating: G<br />Universe: Bookverse<br />Characters: Denethor, Faramir<br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://lady-branwyn.dreamwidth.org/310183.html#cutid1">more</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=310183" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:303942And Yet Another One for the Tolkien_weekly "On Foot" Challenge2019-07-07T22:59:43Z2019-07-08T00:23:26Zpublic5Title: Chance Meeting<br />Author: Lady_Branwyn<br />Characters: Original Character, Boromir<br />Source: Fellowship of the Ring (book)<br />Rating: G<br /><br />“I've wandered since Tharbad so I thank you for your aid.” Despite his strange accent and clothing, this Man looked like one of the Dunedain as he sat beside the small fire.<br /><br />“Thirty leagues to the east then fifteen leagues past the ford,” the ranger told him again. “Rivendell it is called in Westron.”<br /><br />Boromir of Gondor leaned forward to warm his hands. “And all the while I asked for Imladris. I was close to despair before we chanced to meet.”<br /><br />The ranger looked up from stirring the rabbit stew. “I see nothing of chance in your journey, my friend.”<br /><br />*****************<br /><br />Note:<br />"'...long have I wandered by roads forgotten, seeking the house of Elrond, of which many had heard, but few knew where it lay.'"<br />Boromir, "The Fellowship of the Ring"<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=303942" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:303712Another for the Tolkien_weekly "On Foot" Challenge2019-07-07T15:13:01Z2019-07-07T15:13:01Zpublic4Title: A Strange Customer<br />Author: Lady_Branwyn<br />Characters: Barliman Butterbur<br />Source: Fellowship of the Ring (book)<br />Rating: G<br /><br />“From Minas Tirith? Is that along the Greenway? I hope it was not a hard journey.” <i>Looks like a ranger,</i> Barliman thought, <i>excepting he’s too finely dressed.</i><br /> <br />“Elves? No elves ever stop at the Pony, but we see some rangers and dwarves. They have business along the East Road. The dwarves, I mean, not the rangers. Who knows what those rangers are up to.”<br /><br />“There’s no Imladris hereabouts. Sorry I can’t be more help, Master Boromir. After you’ve had some supper, would you care to join the company?” The common room would be packed to hear this princely traveler’s tales. <br /><br />*****************<br /><br />Note:<br />"'...long have I wandered by roads forgotten, seeking the house of Elrond, of which many had heard, but few knew where it lay.'"<br /> Boromir, "The Fellowship of the Ring"<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=303712" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:303203For the Tolkien_weekly "On Foot" Challenge2019-07-07T04:24:57Z2019-07-07T05:03:36Zpublic6Title: Beating the Bounds<br />Author: Lady_Branwyn<br />Characters: Original Character, Boromir<br />Source: FotR<br />Rating: G<br /><br />Tolman was beating the bounds when one of the Big Folk came striding up the south road. Alone and on foot but armed with a sword.<br /><br />Tolman drew his bow and nocked an arrow. “Just turn around, master, and go back to wherever you come from."<br /><br />“Are you a Halfling?” the Outsider asked, eyes wide with amazement.<br /><br />“Hobbit, if you please, master,” Tolman replied, aiming the arrow at his heart.<br /><br />“I seek Elrond Half-elven, lord of Imladris.” <br /><br />“Well, he isn't here. There ain't no elves, half or otherwise, in the Shire. And no Men neither, if you take my meaning.”<br /><br />*****************<br /><br />Note:<br />"'...long have I wandered by roads forgotten, seeking the house of Elrond, of which many had heard, but few knew where it lay.'"<br /> Boromir, "The Fellowship of the Ring"<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=303203" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:302533For the Tolkien_weekly "By Wagon" Challenge2019-06-30T23:05:46Z2019-07-01T12:38:51Zpublic4Title: The Great Wain<br />Author: Branwyn<br />Characters: Merry, Eowyn<br />Source: ROTK (book)<br />Warnings: none<br /><br />Eowyn helped him climb down to the grass. Merry felt so heavy, weighed low by grief and the long, jolting hours in harness. Behind them, the king’s wain rose like a barrow, deepest black against the evening sky. <br /><br />She pointed to seven stars that shone high overhead. “In the Mark, those are called the Great Wain. Now when I look at them, I will think of Theoden King.”<br /><br />“That is also their name in the Shire. And I will think of him, too.” <br /><br />Eowyn held out her hand. Together they walked toward the fires and the kindly cheer of camp.<br />********************<br />Note: In "The Hobbit," the Plough or Big Dipper is referred to as the Wain, and since Tolkien states that there are cultural similarities between the hobbits and the Rohirrim (who originally lived in the northern lands), it isn't unreasonable to assume that the Riders called it by the same name.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=302533" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:301218For the Tolkien_weekly "Horseback" Challenge2019-06-23T14:49:21Z2019-06-23T15:27:13Zpublic2Title: Rider<br />Author: Lady Branwyn<br />Character: Ioreth<br />Source: bookverse ROTK<br />Warnings: none<br />Note: AU<br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://lady-branwyn.dreamwidth.org/301218.html#cutid1">Rider</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=301218" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-26:387845:300238For the Tolkien_weekly "On Foot" Challenge2019-06-18T20:33:58Z2019-06-18T20:33:58Zpublic11(Cross-posting manually from LJ)<br /><br />Title: The Walking Wounded<br />Author: lady_branwyn<br />Characters: OC<br />Rating: G<br />Warnings: none<br />Source: ROTK bookverse<br /><br />Slowly, Ragnvald led the way, skirting the heaps of the slain. He had bound up his companion’s wounds, but they needed to find the healers. The oliphaunt’s tusks had opened a gash along his shoulder and breast.<br /><br />As they edged past the creature’s mangled hulk, the other trembled and sweated.<br /><br />“Steady now,” Ragnvald said. “It is dead and can do no more harm. See, we are nearly past it.”<br /><br />His companion shuddered and blew out his breath in an uneasy sigh. <br /><br />“Would that this once I could bear you on my back,” Ragnvald murmured as he stroked the horse’s muzzle.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=lady_branwyn&ditemid=300238" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments