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...DTW was actually two weeks ago but I failed to finish the project for the week, so I put it up later.
For all that I try to write my wood-elves as Indigenous-inspired POC and try to do it as respectfully as possible, it feels somehow weird to post something like this for the prompt - because I didn't really make any extra effort to include diversity, just kind of pursued headcanons and portrayals I already had, so it feels like I shouldn't plug my fic for this week because I didn't do anything extra - but also I don't want to pretend that actively trying to include diversity isn't a goal for me . . . I don't know. All this is to say I feel a little self-conscious about the piece and whether it really deserves to be in the challenge, but the week prompts gave me a reason to finally try writing Cuindis and Siril reuniting in Valinor, so I suppose it was worthwhile. Or, I hope it was, anyway.
Heals All Wounds
Summary:
And yet that urgency is familiar enough, even if the words skim past her ears – she remembers seeing it in the elves that gathered to greet her, remembers the arms reaching to help her, the healers descending upon her. It is the greeting committee for one who has traveled here not by choice but by necessity. This is no joyous arrival, no voyage made for love and longing for a reunion, but something desperate.
Did she not know this was the only way her family would come to her?
Valinor may be a land of peace and healing, but that does not mean its residents are free of homesickness – particularly those who never wished to sail to begin with. After a thousand years of living without her family, Cuindis struggles with what it means to welcome a daughter-in-law to join her at last.
For all that I try to write my wood-elves as Indigenous-inspired POC and try to do it as respectfully as possible, it feels somehow weird to post something like this for the prompt - because I didn't really make any extra effort to include diversity, just kind of pursued headcanons and portrayals I already had, so it feels like I shouldn't plug my fic for this week because I didn't do anything extra - but also I don't want to pretend that actively trying to include diversity isn't a goal for me . . . I don't know. All this is to say I feel a little self-conscious about the piece and whether it really deserves to be in the challenge, but the week prompts gave me a reason to finally try writing Cuindis and Siril reuniting in Valinor, so I suppose it was worthwhile. Or, I hope it was, anyway.
Heals All Wounds
Summary:
And yet that urgency is familiar enough, even if the words skim past her ears – she remembers seeing it in the elves that gathered to greet her, remembers the arms reaching to help her, the healers descending upon her. It is the greeting committee for one who has traveled here not by choice but by necessity. This is no joyous arrival, no voyage made for love and longing for a reunion, but something desperate.
Did she not know this was the only way her family would come to her?
Valinor may be a land of peace and healing, but that does not mean its residents are free of homesickness – particularly those who never wished to sail to begin with. After a thousand years of living without her family, Cuindis struggles with what it means to welcome a daughter-