Prologue
Elladan is gone.
I had believed we would always be together, foolish, naïve Half-Elf that I am. I am trying to laugh at myself. Adar says it is good to be able to laugh at yourself.
But I cannot.
It is not as though he is gone forever. It is only a patrol. But it is the first time we have been separated for more than mere hours, and it hurts. Adar told me it is always this way when you are a twin, that it always hurts this much... but I was not prepared for this terrible loneliness.
Eru, I pray for the hundredth time this day, guide his footsteps home.
A/N: This fic is dedicated to Ficti0neer, who asked me to write a story about the twins getting separated. The plot belongs to her, the characters and setting to Tolkien, and the writing itself to me. I'm sorry this prologue is so short, but I just wanted to see if you find it interesting or not. :D Enjoy, and please review!
Incidentally, I will be away for the next couple of days, so I won't be responding to PMs or reviews at all. :)