Aearwen's Little Bits - Monument
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aearwen2This week's drabble is more a snapshot of the moment after a tragedy.
The waters are still now. Atop and between the waves, small pieces of wood and debris float forlornly. Where once a mighty fleet sat proudly, nothing remains. Dust hangs heavy in the air where the sides of the Calacirya fell.
And in the distance, where once a beautiful land once sat surrounded by cerulean blue skies and deep seas, only the blackened top of the highest peak still remains. Devoid of glacial snow and decorative foliage, it still steams and smokes in memory of cataclysm.
A monument to presumption and betrayal, Meneltarma stands alone. And beyond it, a new horizon.
The waters are still now. Atop and between the waves, small pieces of wood and debris float forlornly. Where once a mighty fleet sat proudly, nothing remains. Dust hangs heavy in the air where the sides of the Calacirya fell.
And in the distance, where once a beautiful land once sat surrounded by cerulean blue skies and deep seas, only the blackened top of the highest peak still remains. Devoid of glacial snow and decorative foliage, it still steams and smokes in memory of cataclysm.
A monument to presumption and betrayal, Meneltarma stands alone. And beyond it, a new horizon.
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Monument
Date: 2010-05-22 06:30 pm (UTC)Hugs,
Vanime