Labadal and Túrin

[dreamflower]

Here's another drabble about Labadal and Túrin. My first one is here at great_tales.

Labadal and Túrin: Names

It seems to one person, at least, I am Sador no longer. Túrin, the small son of my master, watches me in fascination, his grey eyes wide, as I mend and carve, and whittle. He sees me as I limp about in my workshed, and has dubbed me 'labadal', 'hopafoot'. From an adult I would take it amiss, as an insult. But he is too young to understand the hurtfulness of words. In his piping voice I hear, not scorn, but admiration, and perhaps some pity for my pain.

Labadal is not so ill a name as some might think.

Comments

[cairistiona7.livejournal.com]

I'm soooo enjoying these Labadal drabbles! This one is sweet... I can just picture little Turin watching him carve, completely honest and non-judgmental about Sador's infirmity in the way only children can be. Just lovely.

[dreamflower]

Thank you! That's just the way I imagine it. It sort of breaks my heart to see how this adorable child with so much love to give is transformed into the bleak and tragic man of the rest of the story.