I absolutely love The Riven Crown! Number 3 please. Thank you and thank you for being such a wonderful author
Aw, thank you lovely!
For the Riven Crown, #3: “What’s your favourite line of narration?”
Oh, that is a tricky one! Mostly because there is so much. However, I’m particularly fond of this part of the opening section:
Bilbo’s eyes slid to where the corpses lay, reverently placed to one side. The elves slept in rows, their immortal lives forever extinguished. Their armour shone in copper and gold, clean despite the gore that seemed to stain the very earth itself. The men’s arms were crossed over their chests, kingly, even when clothed in rags. They were not soldiers, but they had fought like it all the same. Weapons still filled the hands of the dwarves, their blades bloodied from the ferocity of the fight even as their bodies were rent and broken.
‘Farewell, Master Burglar.’
A hoarse noise caught in Bilbo’s throat, and he pressed his fist to his mouth as the memory of hot blood and cold stone overwhelmed him.
Thank you for the question, lovely!
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