Middle-Earth Fanfiction Awards

The Men of the South

Author: Dwimordene
Nominator: Dwimordene
2005 Award Category: Races/Places: Villains: Drabble

Story Type: Drabble : Length: N/A
Rating: PG -- Reason for Rating: Generally dark atmosphere
Summary: The villainy of war is manifold: the final stages of the battle of Pelennor Field.


Reviewed by: Marta -- Score: 9

Ouch, Dwim. I've come to expect a high quality of writing about the Haradrim for you, but this one takes the cake. It is superb, but also makes you wince. I have read that quote from "The Return of the King" probably a half-dozen times, and it has always bothered me, but I couldn't particularly identify why it bothered me so much more than all of the other blanket killings. And you have captured it so well: for every enlistee in the Gondorian army, there was a counterpart in the Haradrim who had the bad fortune to be born where the stars are strange, and who served the Red Eye instead of the White Tower probably for no better reason than a Gondorian chose his allegiance. It also makes me wonder why Tolkien saw fit to spare the Ruffians and the Dunlendings who survived those battles. Was it racism toward people who inhabited the land southeast of what became Europe? Because those peoples didn't threaten the future of all the West, like the Haradrim did (because the stakes in this battle were higher)? Was it a comment on the Gondorians, or did Tolkien have any reason at all? I don't know, but reading this passage in light of what you said actually made me cry. (I think that's a good thing; tears need to be shed for this kind of blanket massacre.)

Reviewed by: Thundera Tiger -- Score: 4

I'm very thankful to wonderful authors like Dwimordene who decided to write about the view from the other side of the war. This drabble hints that circumstances were desperate all around as a father gives up his son as a means of payment. Definitely a sobering thought, and it makes one pause while reading about the glorious victory on the Pelennor Fields. Someone really ought to write a song for the dead of the defeated. Right now, we only have a song for the dead of the victorious.

Reviewed by: Nancy Brooke -- Score: 2

This is a remarkable drabble. Within the brevity of 100 words it creates an entire world of servitude to Sauron, taxes, human trafficking, the pride even such a society can engender, and memorable characters.

Reviewed by: nerwen_calaelen -- Score: 1

An interesting glimpse of the life of the Harradrim.

Reviewed by: Lindelea -- Score: 1

Whew! In the space of 100 words you give me new eyes to see the Haradrim as people, under Shadow, but people nonetheless.

Reviewed by: Llinos -- Score: 1

A Haradrim drabble with fine use of names and language - pleasure to read.