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Title: The Snowboy Part 1: First Impression
Author: Eärillë
Rating: G
Warning: First Draft
Summary:
Genres: Character Study, Ficlet
Place and Timeline: the Bay of Forochel, Middle Third Age
Characters: OMC youth
Words (in MS Word): 332
Point of View: First Person, Present Tense
Challenge: Day 8: Dorthonion:
Story Notes:
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I stand to the side in front of my family’s tent, glaring at the outsider who is talking with low tones with my father by the inside of the flaps. My friends, unlike me, ignore the outsider as best as they can for the most part. In fact, they are calling at me to join them playing on the slowly-thawing water-sheet. (Our parents are kept busy by the strange – rude – guests and stocking up for bitter weather. Nobody will stop us daring the thinning ice.) I wave them away, for now.
Father looks upset. I do not blame his mood, though. The outsider’s name sounds unpleasant; a first indication, and a valid one at that. (It is “Ar’h-pé-dih” or something like that. Who would name her child thus?) Furthermore, he is arrogant and pompous even towards my father, the tribe’s chief. He has no shame at all about ordering his betters around as if he owns our home! He must consider us dumb, far beneath him, not realising that we think he and his tiny tribe are just as stupid as those bears we trap for their skin and fat and meat-bait. I do not know how Father manages to hold long conversations with him so far. I would be punished severely for those insolent, assuming tones! Life is unfair that way, I guess.
It is getting boring watching them, by now; the outsider keeps blabbing and waving his hands around rudely, even in those nice warm clothes Father has lent him; and Father himself, he just sits there on the tree-stump, listening silently like a good tribe’s chief ought to. Kéil and Kinai have found a good deep hole near the middle of the water-sheet, judging from the happy racket they and everyone else are making. I do not want to be left out! There might be fish fat enough to please Mother, and plenty, to return the stock carelessly eaten by the outsider and his tiny tribe.
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