A perhaps-not-so-typical story of brothers and tragedy. Isengard is not an easy place to grow, especially if you stick out. The attention of a master such as Saruman is not something anyone would strive for, but when you're something new and shiny in a place where shiny isn't particularly common, sometimes you just have to deal with the consequences. Being born is a bitch.

"There was a pause before she answered with a shaky breath. "Fiim." She ran an affectionate finger along the edge of one tiny pointed ear. "He will be called Fiim." A story of lovers, fighters, and survivors. I hope you enjoy.