A/N: Another drabble and a half, sort of a bookend to the first one
Final Partings
"Halbarad!"
The panicked cry wakes Arwen from the path of elven dreams, airy stone chambers replacing the remembrance of her father's rooms in Imladris. Beside her, Aragorn is caught in far more heart-wrenching memory, tossing and turning as he reaches out in desperation for a friend he cannot save.
How many times has she woken thus, these last two years? Tears well in sympathy at the horrors he has endured to reach this place. For how many more times has he woken alone?
A whimper escapes his throat as she gathers him to her, and as his own tears began to fall, she curses Sauron, curses him doubly for mother and husband, and many times over for friends who should not have been lost, who were taken too young.
The Dark Lord has been defeated, his towers thrown down, but memories of a final parting still haunt the new King.
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