One Sentence Only: Food and Drink
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narya_flameCompleted another table for the One Sentence Only challenge!
16 one-sentence microfics under the cut, featuring various characters from the legendarium and a few OCs. Nothing rated above Teen. Warning for one allusion to gore.
GREEN TEA
"Thank you," Pippin said as Lindir passed him the cup - but he wrinkled his nose and tipped the contents into a plant pot once the Elf's back was turned.
HUNGER
It would pass in the end, Maglor knew; he would find work, and food, and a bed, but for now he simply had to keep going.
HONEY
Ingwion's hair smelled of honeysuckle as he kissed Arafinwë's cheek and whispered, "Welcome home."
WATER
The ice on the Withywindle melted; it stretched its thawing fingers over the rocks and reeds, and laughed, and called - and Old Man Willow woke from sleep.
GETTING DRUNK
Glorfindel slipped a pillow under Turgon's head, prised the lax fingers from the wine glass, and prayed his kinsman would not dream.
LEMBAS BREAD
It was like an itch in his mind, or a song that he couldn't quite hear - but Sméagol was not yet ready to heed its call.
FRUITS
Carefully Sam set the bowl of strawberries in front of his master, and he watched, half hopeful, half afraid.
FEAST
They are staring at me, Celebrimbor thought, staring at the traitor's son - but Finduilas slipped her arm through his, and led him across the hall.
CHEESE
The Hunter accepted the cloth-wrapped bundle, and smiled as the creature who called himself Harfoot instructed, "Mind you make it last - and take care on the road."
CORN COBS
"They're best when they're hot," Aldarion smiled, and he laughed as the child bit into the sweet grilled kernels, and butter ran down their chins.*
RED WINE
Frozen light glinted in the Valley; Erestor sipped warm, sweet wine, and listened to the wind whisper over the snow.
APPLE TREES
"Get back here, you wicked little sneak thief!” screeched old Mistress Pedweg – and Ioreth ran, giggling, as apples tumbled from the pockets of her pinafore.
BREAKFAST
The quiver of eggs recalled the flesh of the thing she had slain, and she pushed her plate away.**
WINE BARRELS
“Barrel-rider?” snorted Frodo – and Bilbo looked offended and replied, “I was rather proud of that one.”
BEER
Edrahil sipped Bëor's brew, winced, and whispered to Finrod, “I do not think it will catch on.”
TAVERN
Faramir gazed into the fire and imagined he could hear his brother's voice among those chattering at the bar, as he had so many times in their youth.
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*I seem to recall reading somewhere that the Númenóreans brought corn to Middle-earth. Perhaps Aldarion is having a barbecue on the beach with some friends made on one of his voyages...
**This refers to a specific incident in the Summerland series, which Spiced Wine and I co-write, using characters from both our 'verses. However, it could conceivably be about any female warrior who has just made her first kill; Middle-earth must have had plenty of them.
16 one-sentence microfics under the cut, featuring various characters from the legendarium and a few OCs. Nothing rated above Teen. Warning for one allusion to gore.
GREEN TEA
"Thank you," Pippin said as Lindir passed him the cup - but he wrinkled his nose and tipped the contents into a plant pot once the Elf's back was turned.
HUNGER
It would pass in the end, Maglor knew; he would find work, and food, and a bed, but for now he simply had to keep going.
HONEY
Ingwion's hair smelled of honeysuckle as he kissed Arafinwë's cheek and whispered, "Welcome home."
WATER
The ice on the Withywindle melted; it stretched its thawing fingers over the rocks and reeds, and laughed, and called - and Old Man Willow woke from sleep.
GETTING DRUNK
Glorfindel slipped a pillow under Turgon's head, prised the lax fingers from the wine glass, and prayed his kinsman would not dream.
LEMBAS BREAD
It was like an itch in his mind, or a song that he couldn't quite hear - but Sméagol was not yet ready to heed its call.
FRUITS
Carefully Sam set the bowl of strawberries in front of his master, and he watched, half hopeful, half afraid.
FEAST
They are staring at me, Celebrimbor thought, staring at the traitor's son - but Finduilas slipped her arm through his, and led him across the hall.
CHEESE
The Hunter accepted the cloth-wrapped bundle, and smiled as the creature who called himself Harfoot instructed, "Mind you make it last - and take care on the road."
CORN COBS
"They're best when they're hot," Aldarion smiled, and he laughed as the child bit into the sweet grilled kernels, and butter ran down their chins.*
RED WINE
Frozen light glinted in the Valley; Erestor sipped warm, sweet wine, and listened to the wind whisper over the snow.
APPLE TREES
"Get back here, you wicked little sneak thief!” screeched old Mistress Pedweg – and Ioreth ran, giggling, as apples tumbled from the pockets of her pinafore.
BREAKFAST
The quiver of eggs recalled the flesh of the thing she had slain, and she pushed her plate away.**
WINE BARRELS
“Barrel-rider?” snorted Frodo – and Bilbo looked offended and replied, “I was rather proud of that one.”
BEER
Edrahil sipped Bëor's brew, winced, and whispered to Finrod, “I do not think it will catch on.”
TAVERN
Faramir gazed into the fire and imagined he could hear his brother's voice among those chattering at the bar, as he had so many times in their youth.
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*I seem to recall reading somewhere that the Númenóreans brought corn to Middle-earth. Perhaps Aldarion is having a barbecue on the beach with some friends made on one of his voyages...
**This refers to a specific incident in the Summerland series, which Spiced Wine and I co-write, using characters from both our 'verses. However, it could conceivably be about any female warrior who has just made her first kill; Middle-earth must have had plenty of them.
