The Last Cantos of The Lay of Leithian

by RedKiwi

This is my answer to the prompt "Galadriel, tall and pale and glowy and eerily beautiful, meets your favorite character from a fandom set in a world like ours." I chose Tolkien himself.

Two days into the ninth month of 1973, Lady Galadrial ventured to our world for the third and final time. Her destination? Lakeside Avenue in Bournemouth.

The 81 year old man did not turn from his writing desk. For several moments, the only sign he was aware of her presence was his immediate cessation of writing.

"Certainly you are aware that I cannot plead before the inexorable Mandos," the man remarked softly.

"Nor, in this instance, may I," replied the Lady of Lórien. "The Valar of this world are not those of Arda Alahasta." Galadrial approached the man, placed her hand lightly on his shoulder. "Luthien is with Eru Ilúvatar, as you shall be."

"It is my time then?"

"Yes, Beren."

With a tired sigh, he set down his pencil and leaned back in his chair. "Good," he said, closing his eyes for the final time " I would very much like to see Edith again.'"

And that Simon Tolkien, is why your grandparent's tombstone reads:

Edith Mary Tolkien

Lúthien

1889–1971

John Ronald

Reuel Tolkien

Beren

1892–1973