Spring after Winter
2007 Award Category: Times: Mid Third Age: 2851 - 3017 TA: Drabble - Honorable Mention
Story Type: Fixed-Length Ficlet ✧ Length: True Drabble
Rating: General ✧ Reason for Rating: n/a
Summary: On the field of Cormallen, Sam hovers between dreaming and waking.(true drabble)
Reviewed by: Imhiriel ✧ Score: 5
The contrast between water and dry dust and ash is conveyed very evocatively in this drabble. The readers can almost smell and feel the rain, see how it nourishes fruits and grass. I like how the drabble is structured, with the horrific pictures of Mordor and Mount Doom in the middle between two "green" passages. The first passage is a reminder of the Shire, and it lulls the readers into seeing a lovely, wholesome picture. Then the ["ash and smoke and dust"] as a twist into the exact opposite direction. And at the end the image of the beauty of Ithilien and a laughing Gandalf to make everything all right again and let the drabble fade out with a positive image.
Reviewed by: EdorasLass ✧ Score: 5
Sam is a child of the earth like no-one else in LOTR, save perhaps Faramir, and I find it deeply fitting that in this dream, Sam equates [the rain that blesses and renews] with the sound of hope and promise. And it is what Sam would dream of in bleak, barren Mordor, isn't it? New life and things growing, nature asserting its dominance over all the ways man tries to control it? It's as if that even while Sam thinks he'll awaken to [ watching dear Frodo die on this barren rock] presumably at[the end of all things], Sam believes that it isn't actually the end, that even if he won't be there to see it, the land will go on and once again eventually be the green, blossoming place he loves.
Reviewed by: Larner ✧ Score: 4
Ann has always been able to say so much with such an economy of words! Sam awakens reluctantly to find Gandalf, a laughing, joyous guardian angel, beside him, there where he and Frodo sleep within Ithilien. This is such a bright, shining moment, and so very well caught. Descriptions of Sam's reluctance to wake and the delight of finding Gandalf by him and that he lies in such a pleasant place--how truly wonderful! As always, Ann, hooray!
Reviewed by: Mechtild ✧ Score: 4
Your opening sentence is a beauty, Ann. The words drop into my mind in a series of sense-images, in slow succession, as one word moves to the next, as if your storys rain were slowing, easing, until it stills, lingering over the image of Sam on the rock, then picking up again as he wakes in Ithilien to the sound of the pattering drops above him, quickening and intensifying as Gandalf's laughter breaks forth like spring rain coursing through a dry river-bed.
Reviewed by: Lindelea ✧ Score: 3
Excellent. Excellent. (I seem to be repeating myself.) The dream imagery, so winsome and wooing, so true to the senses; the reluctance to wake, the joy and laughter awaiting... This is one of the best "takes" I've seen on this scene. Very well done.
Reviewed by: Llinos ✧ Score: 3
[Spoiler Alert] How lovely that Sam woke to a gentle rain and laughter - it's the perfect reward for him after the lack of water and joy he suffered in Mordor. Good description of that vague moment between sleep and waking.
Reviewed by: Raksha the Demon ✧ Score: 3
How did I miss this one? What an exquisite piece! I love the progression of the spring imagery and its association with Gandalf's laughter. Definitely one of the better drabbles of one of the best drabblers in Tolkien fanfic.
Reviewed by: Marta ✧ Score: 2
Oh, beautiful! This drabble has some splendid imagery, and the symbolism of water washing away sorrow worked very well as well.
Reviewed by: Bodkin ✧ Score: 2
The enchantment of a growing rain - and Sam himself is earth, really, to go with air, fire and water. A wonderful wakening.
Reviewed by: Marigold ✧ Score: 2
I love the progression of this drabble, as Sam moves from his dreams to the reality of waking. The descriptions of the gentleness of the falling rain is just lovely.
Reviewed by: Rabidsamfan ✧ Score: 2
An evocative piece, which touches gently on the things Sam might most dream of and for as he sleeps at Cormallen.