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crack_van2006-02-13 09:33 am
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Go not from me! by Dwimordene (PG)
Fandom: LORD OF THE RINGS
Pairing: Elrond/Celebrian
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Dweller in the underground. Other fic here
Why this must be read:
Because Orcs don't have to kill you to take your life. Because there doesn't need to be a war for there to be tragedy and the worst shocks come out of nowhere without a chance of changing them. This is a slow, winding look at the result of an Orc attack on Celebrian, wife of Elrond. Her illness, madness and slow descent watched by husband and children. The author depicts an Elrond whose outward restraint is only barely holding in his grief.
Read it because the more life you have, the more powerful you are; the more you have to lose.
Of their own volition, his eyes strayed to the doorway beyond which lay his sleeping quarters, and to the shrouded bed upon which his wife, CelebrÃan, lay. He would have been at her side even now, but that in his exhaustion he had not the strength to look again upon the tortured creature she had become. Not yet. At least she dreamt not tonight, and that might be a good sign. It was, at any rate, a blessing and a relief, for when the feverish hallucinations took her, he suffered them at her side, fighting his own horrorified revulsion in order to pierce the darkness that lay upon her mind and send her into a deeper sleep. The twins had done their best on that terrible journey home to soothe her, but CelebrÃan could scarcely recognize them in her madness. Elrohir, indeed, bore still the marks of her nails upon one cheek, having leaned too close as he had tried vainly to restrain her convulsions.
Go not from me!
Pairing: Elrond/Celebrian
Author on LJ:
Author Website: Dweller in the underground. Other fic here
Why this must be read:
Because Orcs don't have to kill you to take your life. Because there doesn't need to be a war for there to be tragedy and the worst shocks come out of nowhere without a chance of changing them. This is a slow, winding look at the result of an Orc attack on Celebrian, wife of Elrond. Her illness, madness and slow descent watched by husband and children. The author depicts an Elrond whose outward restraint is only barely holding in his grief.
Read it because the more life you have, the more powerful you are; the more you have to lose.
Of their own volition, his eyes strayed to the doorway beyond which lay his sleeping quarters, and to the shrouded bed upon which his wife, CelebrÃan, lay. He would have been at her side even now, but that in his exhaustion he had not the strength to look again upon the tortured creature she had become. Not yet. At least she dreamt not tonight, and that might be a good sign. It was, at any rate, a blessing and a relief, for when the feverish hallucinations took her, he suffered them at her side, fighting his own horrorified revulsion in order to pierce the darkness that lay upon her mind and send her into a deeper sleep. The twins had done their best on that terrible journey home to soothe her, but CelebrÃan could scarcely recognize them in her madness. Elrohir, indeed, bore still the marks of her nails upon one cheek, having leaned too close as he had tried vainly to restrain her convulsions.
Go not from me!