Spiced Wine on a Snowy Day: 1. Spiced Wine on a Snowy Day

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1. Spiced Wine on a Snowy Day





The snow drifted lazily down, blanketing the barren landscape. So still and quiet, all that could be heard was the soft tinkling of ice crystals landing upon one another. The dark-haired elf sitting underneath a sheltering bough, his back against the rough trunk, blinked and shook his head slightly when a snowflake landed on his lashes. He smiled. He loved watching the snow on days such as this! Too often, he did not have time to escape his duties to enjoy it from even a window, let alone sitting bundled in a fur-lined cloak.

Taking a sip from a fur-wrapped bottle, he discovered the spiced wine was still warm. Whatever Elrond had invented to keep it such, he preferred not to know. The wine was warm, the spices reviving, and that was all that mattered as he sipped and watched the white landscape.

A soft rustle alerted him that someone else had joined him. Not looking up, he simply downed another swallow and said, “Sit down, Glorfindel,” holding up the wine. Leather-covered fingers brushed his as the bottle exchanged hands, and the other joined him.

Glorfindel must have drunk, for he suddenly coughed and sputtered. “For the love of Mandos, Erestor! What is in that?”

Erestor grinned. “I am not quite sure what there is to love about Mandos, but I’ll take your word for it. The wine contains: tangerine, hibiscus, cinnamon and some of my potpourri.” He glanced over in time to see his golden-haired friend blanch. Then, the bottle was pressed back into his hands as he chuckled and turned his eyes back to the falling snow.

They sat in silence for several minutes. “Where did you get tangerines?” Glorfindel asked. “They grow far from here, in the jungles near Umbar, I’ve heard.”

“Elrond received several boxes from Círdan. I am not sure how the traders who visited Mithlond came by them, but they are quite delicious. Elrond presented me with a basket of them along with some oranges.”

“Now those would make a nice mulled wine, my friend!” Erestor heard the excitement in the other’s voice. Glorfindel was quite fond of mulled wine, provided it was sweet, rather than his own more spicy variety. “Orange, cinnamon, cloves, maybe some juniper…”

“We will have to make some,” Erestor concurred. More silence followed, broken only by the sound of snow slipping off an evergreen branch. Erestor took another swallow of his wine, offering it again to Glorfindel who took it hesitantly and sipped, rather than gulped this time.

“I wonder how many more years we will be able to sit like this, before the darkness finds us and taints even this land?” Erestor spoke directly to the point and looked sadly at his companion.

“Not long, I fear,” Glorfindel answered. But his eyes were drawn across the snowy meadow, along the path to the Last Homely House where a young widow and her toddling son were still adjusting to life away from their people. “But there is still hope…”

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Nieriel Raina

Status: General

Completion: Complete

Era: 3rd Age - The Stewards

Genre: Drama

Rating: General

Last Updated: 06/05/14

Original Post: 12/31/07

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