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The Lost Scrolls  by Narya

Time has passed, but terrors still lurk in the deep places of the world.  A drabble.  Rated General Audiences.


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They have forgotten me.

Long Ages I hid beneath the mountains, after the passing of the Powers and the breaking of the world. Their fire and drumming drew me back. I preyed on the unwary and hid from the hunters, though they were always afraid of the pool. They bred and grew and left the caves, and I slept again.

Now they bear light in their hands like the Powers of old, and ride in the bellies of beasts without legs. The pool shrinks. I grow hungry.

Once they called me the Watcher. I watch them still, and I wait.




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