1. Waiting For Time to Find Me
Waiting For Time to Find Me
We climbed the Endless Stair together, him and I, I clutching his heel, shedding a bit of myself at every turn of the spiral.
He was a slimy thing, now, the dying glow of his fire flickering under the shiny film on his skin.
At Durin's Tower there was a last surge before we both went out. He flared and fought - and then fell in a torrent of frozen rain and burning earth.
I dissolved into filaments, light as air and night-fog...
I became a receptacle for the whispers and clamour of the world, both open and cocooned. Waiting for Time to find me, once more.
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