Forever Lost

by Russingon5eva

All he had left in the end was his harp and even the ability to play that was taken from him. *Warning: Maglor being angsty*

Maglor touched the strings of his harp, staring at the rolling waves as the wind kicked up. His hands burned and his heart ached. He could still see Maedhros' expression as he just let go and fell. He turned his palms upward and stared at the half melted flesh. His stomach churned and he collapsed onto the sand, crying his heart out while the wind whipped around him.