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Narya
12/12/17 11:12 pm
Oh, ziggy, btw, are you happy with Friday or is Saturday easier for you? I can do either.
Narya
12/12/17 03:27 pm
Great pair of chapters, ziggy and cheeky! I'm so excited to see what happens next.
NelyafinweFeanorion
12/12/17 02:12 pm
Ok Ziggy Thursday it is for me!
cheekybeak
12/12/17 10:28 am
I managed it :-) and even got the next chapter up early! Not my best, but it was a busy day. That's my excuse.
ziggy
12/12/17 07:26 am
@Cheekybeak- Haha! Serves you right for the last curved ball:D Nelya- yes, fine. You do Thursday, I'll find it easier doing Friday anyway.
NelyafinweFeanorion
12/12/17 01:14 am
Ziggy do you have Thursday too? If not I can do Thursday instead of Friday if someone else wants to pick up Friday? Let me know!
cheekybeak
12/12/17 01:05 am
Oh, seriously, Ziggy?? What are you doing to me?! How do I follow that???
cheekybeak
12/12/17 12:58 am
Me!
ziggy
12/12/17 12:16 am
OK- sorry ! Who's next?
ziggy
12/11/17 10:41 pm
I am onto the next chapter but got home very late- apologies. Scribbling away as we speak (sort of)
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In the Shadow of the Forest by Himring

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The story can be read as sequel to my story "Short History of the Easterlings", but I believe it can also be understood independently.

There came an evil day, a day of slaughter.

On the northern plain Bor lay dead and his sons beside him and they called him the Faithful, for he kept the oath freely given and died defending his chosen lord.

Then up rose Borlach’s young daughter and she was but barely fifteen winters old and she said: Lord, give me leave.

And the lord said: What would you, Borlach’s daughter? For I would gladly give you great gifts as weregild for your father but behold I have only my sword and that I must keep and wield.

Then Borlach’s daughter said: I wish for no weregild for any of my kin. But I must ask for leave to depart, although my heart would it were otherwise.

Then the lord asked: Where would you go and what would you do?

And Borlach’s daughter said: I will lead those left to me over the mountains whence we came. In the East, there are trackless woods. The Dark Foe shall not find us there and there, in time, my people may grow strong to fight again.

And the lord answered: May it be so!

They embraced and she wept because she could not fight and die beside him and she knew she would not see him again with living eyes. But he dried her cheeks with his sleeve and kissed her brow and bade her farewell. So she came away, as the first breath of an early winter was icing through the flowers and a bone-white moon was rising in the north, and her people were weary and few.

But, in the woods of the East, we remember. We are alive. We are Bor’s people. We fought the Dark Lord once--and, when our strength allows, we will fight him again.

Chapter end notes:

B2MeM 2015 prompts:
1) Maedhros and His Various Non-Elven Allies (prompt by The Disposessed).
2) Create a story, art, poem, or another fanwork using the song, a line/lines, or the theme from America's song that opens the film The Last Unicorn (prompt by Dawn Felagund).

The title is taken from the lyrics of America's song.
Two other sentences in the story have been adapted from the song lyrics.

But the original plot bunny was actually by Zdenka.

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