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Title: Waiting for the Ferry
Pairing: Gil-galad/Glorfindel
Timeline: Second Age, late 1600s
Universe: EQTDoubt
Probably a G rating.
Summary: I think the title says it all. There’s a ferry (eventually) and a sunrise, but the only one fishing is the seagull.
For Red Lasbelin. Birthday, anniversary and whatever fic. Late. Very, very late. Unbetad, probably riddled with typos and bad grammar, but longer than expected and written with much love.
Waiting for the Ferry
The sky was painted in dawn colours, indigo down to rose and palest green, a flare of persimmon shot through with soft gold. The waters of the Gulf of Lune were calm, gently ruffled by breeze and current. Seagulls swooped and shouted, always hungry. It was a perfect morning, just rather earlier than Glorfindel would have preferred.
( ”Waiting” )
Pairing: Gil-galad/Glorfindel
Timeline: Second Age, late 1600s
Universe: EQTDoubt
Probably a G rating.
Summary: I think the title says it all. There’s a ferry (eventually) and a sunrise, but the only one fishing is the seagull.
For Red Lasbelin. Birthday, anniversary and whatever fic. Late. Very, very late. Unbetad, probably riddled with typos and bad grammar, but longer than expected and written with much love.
The sky was painted in dawn colours, indigo down to rose and palest green, a flare of persimmon shot through with soft gold. The waters of the Gulf of Lune were calm, gently ruffled by breeze and current. Seagulls swooped and shouted, always hungry. It was a perfect morning, just rather earlier than Glorfindel would have preferred.
( ”Waiting” )
