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Title– The Hands of a Healer “Naneth has a headache and needs to rest,” Gilraen told her small son who stared at her wide-eyed. She buried her aching head in the pillow as his nurse led him away. “Estel make naneth better.” Gilraen woke from an uneasy slumber to find her child pressing a handkerchief filled with crushed leaves against her forehead. She recognised a familiar scent. “Did Master Elrond tell you to choose these leaves?” “No, they called to Estel.” Even as her pain started to ease, a thrill coursed through Gilraen. The child recognized athelas. He would be a great healer, and maybe more. A/N. written for the Tolkien Weekly Prompt “Athelas.” |
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