All Gold

[altariel]

Golden toys with keys and wheels that whirred.

All Gold

Emyn Arnen, F.A. 5

He was standing by our Elf-friend at the far end of the garden. Absolutely and completely no doubt about it, this was—

“A giant!” gasped Bron.

“Stupid! He’s not as tall as Papa!”

“But his beard!”

“He’s hardly as tall as you!”

There was lots of grown-up talk about metal and gates and things, but there were toys for both of us too, golden toys with keys and wheels that whirred. Bron got an eagle that flew. I got a dragon that puffed and roared. And there was a sun-and-moon-twisting-thing which didn’t make sense until much later when Léof arrived.

Comments

[solanpolarn.livejournal.com]

You really do a great job of capturing the mind of these children at different ages. Bron's logic is perfect, and reminds me of a conversation I had with my three-and-a-half year old niece when I visited her family in Uppsala (Sweden) at the end of April: She stated that I speak English, which she knew because she had visited me here in London last summer, and I agreed that I did. Then she followed it up by saying "You do speak some Swedish as well, don't you?", perfectly seriously -- and all in Swedish. *grin*

[katlinel.livejournal.com]

I like this little snapshot of the relationship between the children.

However, I am confused (we are not at home to Ms Brain), possibly because it's such a long time since I've seen/read LoTR, and for that matter, much of your writing in this universe. Is it Gimli who has arrived? And I need Léof to explain the sun-and-moon-twisting-thing too.

[lhun-dweller.livejournal.com]

I like the line-by-line reader realization that the "giant" is a Dwarf. Nice little tease...