"Spoken with the heart against it, any word is a lie. I never lied till I stood there on the temple steps. I never hoped to know what the truth is, but I thought I could hold to the piece of it that had been given me. Not the sun, not the moon, only a little rock, a little stone, my truth. You drop it and it’s gone. How can you tell it from all the other stones, all the pebbles, the grains of sand on all the beaches…."
King Dog screenplay
"Spoken with the heart against it, any word is a lie. I never lied till I stood there on the temple steps. I never hoped to know what the truth is, but I thought I could hold to the piece of it that had been given me. Not the sun, not the moon, only a little rock, a little stone, my truth. You drop it and it’s gone. How can you tell it from all the other stones, all the pebbles, the grains of sand on all the beaches…."
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TRSB reveals happened...
and my two stories were: Swan-feather Song Tuor and Idril sailed away into the West, and were lost. But how did that happen, and what came next?…
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TRSB completed!
The Tuor and Idril story is done, and after much prodding and poking, seems a decent shape. The Tropical Yavanna story came together really…
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TRSB #1 ... sort of finished
This story was about Tuor & Idril. I hadn't written them before, and I'm really not convinced I've done a good job. The story seems over-long…
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