Six runes… would they too become a word she’d hate forever? No. She refused to accept i

Six runes… would they too become a word she’d hate forever? No. She refused to accept it. Of course the quest was hopeless, but she would not lose another man she loved. She had big plans for their future, for their son, and they all depended on that one word.He had given her the badly crafted bracelet just before walking out the door. Probably a last minute project. It was not like him to give her presents and she told him so in a mocking voice (hoping it would lighten up the mood).“It’s not a present. It’s a promise!” He had said. And now there she was, staring at the word.“What does it say, mother?” Death, she thought. Future, she hoped. But that was not what was engraved onto the beads. It was just the name of a place, just a mountain like so many others, and yet it meant so much more. Maybe one day it would even mean happiness. For now it just spelled “Erebor”.(This is part 2 of a story I started long ago) -- source link

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