Sacrifice and love
Elrond POV
My heart lurches painfully as my son is pulled into the hall and beaten.
He has wounds, my healer mind tells me.
The strange white garb he is dressed in is already stained with patches of crimson blood.
"Stop!" I shout.
I thrust my way into the brawl and try to reach my son.
A terrified scream pierces the air.
It tears my heart that Estel calls for me but I cannot go to him.
"ADA!" I look toward the thrashing figure of my son as the orcs close in upon him.
His once joyful eyes are as vacant as a starless night.
I feel hands close around me and I let myself fall into their arms as I loose sight of my son; my hope.
As silence descends on the hall a cold voice speaks behind me, however I barely take in the words as I stare at Estel's limp form.
I think of the times we have shared and of the love we have known.
I wonder if Estel and I will get out alive.
The cold voice sounds again:
" I said! What is your choice?" The words ground like rock the my ears.
However they also sounded soft and enchanting.
A harsh chuckle reached my ears.
" Or go to the human and face his fate?"
I do not think for a moment but disentangle myself from the guards that hold me still and go to my dear Estel. Thus sealing my fate for what seems like forever in the dark abyss of Cirith Ungol.
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Another irresistible cliffy of sorts!