The breeze whipped across the sea and made the hair of a tall figure
standing upon a great ship splay out behind him. It awoke in him a deep
yearning to see the place to which they traveled with greater haste and
Elrond knew then how his mother felt.
Despite her separation from her husband, Galadriel had rarely looked sad during their crossing of the sea, for now she fulfilled a desire that had caused unrest in her for many years. But she was not the only one who seemed happy.
Elrond had been in a light mood for a good deal of the trip but his heart felt as if it were gaining a piece back only to have another ripped from it. When the time came for him to forsake Middle-Earth, he had been delirious with joy, knowing that soon, he would again see her....but something stole that joy. Arwen, newly married to Aragorn would stay with him in Middle-Earth. Live a mortal life...die a mortal death.
Thinking these things, Elrond gripped the ships railing tightly and leaned upon it heavily.
Elladan and Elrohir had sworn that they would make the journey to the Blessed Realm eventually, but stayed in Imladris when he left.
"I will say no goodbye to you mother, I will say hello when we are reunited."
Then again, so had Arwen.
His children had played large parts in his life after she had left and if all of them should choose not to journey to meet their parents..
"It would be as watching her sail off again" Elrond whispered to himself, sighing in the process.
At the least, he took comfort in the fact that they would be watched over by Celeborn until he too chose to join them.
Elrond sighed and cleared his mind of all save the pleasant rippling of the waves. Or, he did until he saw something on the horizon. With the last moments of the suns light, he saw a great light coming from a not to distant land and as the sun set, he begged it to come back so that he might look upon the city that shone in its light.
Because he had not bothered to keep track of their journeys time, Elrond was unaware of how close they were to Valinor. Had he known, his spirits would have been much higher.
Several calls went up that land approached and Elrond was soon joined by Galadriel.
"We near it..." She whispered.
Elrond could not tare his eyes away from where he had seen the city even though it was no longer visible in the dark. Something called to him but he could not tell if it was the place or the person that dwelled in it.
OK, yes I started another one and I know it hasn't been very long since I said I was taking a short leave of writing but this story jumped out at me too make up for the crappyness of my last stories last chap so here it is, nice and short. I promise to give him at least one chapter of pure bliss after this(as much bliss as possible).
I thank all who supported me through my last story, this one's for you. I apologize for all my horrible mistakes in my last story.
And! I ask one question of my fic god, Nemis, any more chapters?
So, reviews welcome, as always.
Despite her separation from her husband, Galadriel had rarely looked sad during their crossing of the sea, for now she fulfilled a desire that had caused unrest in her for many years. But she was not the only one who seemed happy.
Elrond had been in a light mood for a good deal of the trip but his heart felt as if it were gaining a piece back only to have another ripped from it. When the time came for him to forsake Middle-Earth, he had been delirious with joy, knowing that soon, he would again see her....but something stole that joy. Arwen, newly married to Aragorn would stay with him in Middle-Earth. Live a mortal life...die a mortal death.
Thinking these things, Elrond gripped the ships railing tightly and leaned upon it heavily.
Elladan and Elrohir had sworn that they would make the journey to the Blessed Realm eventually, but stayed in Imladris when he left.
"I will say no goodbye to you mother, I will say hello when we are reunited."
Then again, so had Arwen.
His children had played large parts in his life after she had left and if all of them should choose not to journey to meet their parents..
"It would be as watching her sail off again" Elrond whispered to himself, sighing in the process.
At the least, he took comfort in the fact that they would be watched over by Celeborn until he too chose to join them.
Elrond sighed and cleared his mind of all save the pleasant rippling of the waves. Or, he did until he saw something on the horizon. With the last moments of the suns light, he saw a great light coming from a not to distant land and as the sun set, he begged it to come back so that he might look upon the city that shone in its light.
Because he had not bothered to keep track of their journeys time, Elrond was unaware of how close they were to Valinor. Had he known, his spirits would have been much higher.
Several calls went up that land approached and Elrond was soon joined by Galadriel.
"We near it..." She whispered.
Elrond could not tare his eyes away from where he had seen the city even though it was no longer visible in the dark. Something called to him but he could not tell if it was the place or the person that dwelled in it.
OK, yes I started another one and I know it hasn't been very long since I said I was taking a short leave of writing but this story jumped out at me too make up for the crappyness of my last stories last chap so here it is, nice and short. I promise to give him at least one chapter of pure bliss after this(as much bliss as possible).
I thank all who supported me through my last story, this one's for you. I apologize for all my horrible mistakes in my last story.
And! I ask one question of my fic god, Nemis, any more chapters?
So, reviews welcome, as always.