Everything's Wrong
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tolkien100Title: Everything's Wrong
Author: Meril
Word Count: 100
Characters/Work: Sam Gamgee, Fellowship. LOTR.
Adult Content/Pairing: None
Disclaimer: Not mine; belongs to the Professor.
Author Notes: Written for same instant drabbling challenge as previous two posts. The words this time were flare, shrug, figment, and portion.
Everything’s Wrong
Sam struck the flint and tinder again, producing a tiny flare which promptly died in the wind. Frowning, he tried four successive times, ultimately failing to light the tiny portion of wood.
Nothing had gone right that day. Boromir looked tense enough to shatter, Aragorn was withdrawn; Legolas and Gimli were arguing (again); Merry and Pippin were bickering; Frodo was brooding…
And he couldn’t light the FIRE!
SNAP!
Instantly suspicious, he peered into the gathering gloom. He fancied he saw a creeping figure, skulking through the shadows near the boats. Sam shrugged.
A figment of your imagination, Samwise. Nothing more.
Author: Meril
Word Count: 100
Characters/Work: Sam Gamgee, Fellowship. LOTR.
Adult Content/Pairing: None
Disclaimer: Not mine; belongs to the Professor.
Author Notes: Written for same instant drabbling challenge as previous two posts. The words this time were flare, shrug, figment, and portion.
Everything’s Wrong
Sam struck the flint and tinder again, producing a tiny flare which promptly died in the wind. Frowning, he tried four successive times, ultimately failing to light the tiny portion of wood.
Nothing had gone right that day. Boromir looked tense enough to shatter, Aragorn was withdrawn; Legolas and Gimli were arguing (again); Merry and Pippin were bickering; Frodo was brooding…
And he couldn’t light the FIRE!
SNAP!
Instantly suspicious, he peered into the gathering gloom. He fancied he saw a creeping figure, skulking through the shadows near the boats. Sam shrugged.
A figment of your imagination, Samwise. Nothing more.
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