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Glorfindel the Kitty by Glorfindel

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It had been a long day on the water. The small boat had no shelter and it had started to rain. Maglor looked at Glorfindel the kitty and put him inside his jacket.



"Do not be frightened Glorfindel, we are going home now." Maglor soothed the kitty. It was extremely angry at getting wet and only just holding its temper.



Maglor had no idea that Glorfindel the kitty was really Sauron who had been defeated at the hands of the warrior elf in an epic battle. He had found a mewling, seemingly frightened kitten, in the ruins of Barad-dr and assumed that he was one of the kitchen cats and needed love and care and so he named him after their saviour, Glorfindel. They both lived on an island created by the Valar who would meet with Maglor daily, so that one day it might be decided that he was healed enough to join the other elves in Valinor. Sauron did not dare change back into his true form and was now content to bide his time; one day he would be strong and then he would reveal himself. It would upset Maglor but that only added to the enjoyment!



The oars pulled through the water until they reached the beach. Maglor jumped out of the boat and into the shallow water, making sure that Glorfindel remained safe inside his jacket. The boat was pulled up onto the beach and tied to a wooden breakwater. Forty five sea trout and four crabs were in the net; this meant that some of the fish could be dried to store for the coming winter. Maglor walked steadily carrying his tackle and catch. Rain could be heard hitting the surface of the calm sea behind him, and he reflected that he had come back to shore just in time; the intensity of the downpour was increasing and already the wetness could be felt through the clothing, on his skin. Pebbles crunched underfoot and Maglor looked at the cottage in the distance; he was glad he had laid the fire ready and that all he had to do was prepare the food. That could wait as he had a cold and frightened kitty to care for, and he always came before everything.



Maglor loved Glorfindel; he had lost a paw but that only added to his charm. The kitty was feisty and bad tempered but Maglor felt that he was also vulnerable, easily frightened, and in need of lots of love and affection. It wasn't hard for Sauron even in this form to make him feel these things; he always appreciated Maglor's malleability and how easily he could be manipulated.



They neared the cottage. Maglor was tired and wanted to curl up and go to sleep but the kitten kept him going. If he did not have another to keep safe and care for, he might have given up long ago; sometimes it was tempting to not get up at all and he would force himself to go through the motions of living. Life was much better now than it had ever been in all the years that he had spent as Sauron's slave, but still it was incomplete and without love. He had fooled himself that Sauron had loved him; he knew it was a lie but it had also made him feel as though he mattered, as if there was a reasoning for his continued existence. He wondered if anyone would miss him now or ever had. He even questioned the motives of the Valar who seemed to help him physically but would offer him no solace or comfort. Loneliness was now his constant companion; at least in his captivity he had others to talk to, even if he feared them. The memories were not enough and a small kitten could not always console him in his isolation, but the realist in Maglor knew it would have to do for now.



The gate was opened and they walked up the path. To the side was the vegetable garden and on the other side he grew fruit. A pleached apple tree had several decent sized fruit on the splayed branches so Maglor took three of them to bake.



Once inside the cottage Glorfindel jumped down onto the large settee in front of the unlit fire and shook violently. Maglor merely smiled; the kitty always did this when he was cold. He wrapped a blanket around Glorfindel, and set to work lighting the fire. A kettle of water was placed over the top and Maglor set to work peeling vegetables and gutting fish, ignoring the angry, demanding mews from the living room. A few herbs and some flavoured oils were strewn over the tray and then the dish was covered and placed on a ledge above the fire to cook. The apples were cored and dried apricots placed in the centres with nuts and honey. These were placed on a tray on the ledge above the dinner to cook more slowly. Finally Maglor made a cup of tea for himself and one for Glorfindel who bit his hand when he placed the bowl of tea on the floor. Maglor lightly tapped the kitty across the nose and laughed.



Every last drop of tea had been licked from the bowl and Glorfindel the kitty forgot his anger and curled up contentedly and purred in Maglor's lap. "I love you little kitty," the tired elf whispered to Glorfindel and gently stroked his head.



The heat came from the fire and warmed them both so that they were cold no longer. Maglor lay down and curled up in the softness of the settee and pulled his kitty closer and told him again that he loved him as he stroked his small head. Glorfindel purred and licked Maglor's nose and mouth; it felt good to be cuddled and warm.



"See you love me too, don't you little kitty?" The elf snuggled the kitten closer. Sauron felt that he wouldn't attack the elf for the next few hours at least. No scratching or biting. No hissing or arching of the back. When he had ruled in Barad-dr he had never needed sleep but had always enjoyed sleeping with Maglor; his pliant slave. Maglor's body had always been so warm, accepting and beautiful, and now he was sleeping with him again. When Lorien stopped monitoring Maglor's dreams he would be able to control him again as Sauron, even in kitten form. That was in the future and would have to wait, but, because it was Maglor he could control his patience because he was always worth waiting for.



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