A/N As usual, places, people, and things don't belong to me. Just to get
that out there.
Gandalf- Memories of Magic
Gandalf the Grey. Elrond could not think of a better person to have on this mission. Gandalf's heart was pure, and though the One Ring wielded terrible power, Elrond knew that the wizard would be strong enough to resist the temptations that it offered.
Elrond brought the wine glass to his lips, as he thought of his dear friend. Gandalf, as Elrond knew would happen, was the first to step forward to aid Frodo in his quest. He caught the old man's eyes as Aragorn stepped forward, and a knowing glance passed between the two of them. As Legolas stepped forward, Elrond saw the look of pride in the old wizards eyes, and he smiled. When Gimli stepped forward, a momentary look of disbelief crossed both Elrond and Gandalf's faces. The most interesting of all, was the look of distrust that crossed Gandalf's face when Boromir, son of the Steward of Gondor, stepped forward. It was then that Elrond knew that Gandalf's place in this journey was most assuredly needed. So, like the others, he bid his old friend farewell, and watched with sad eyes, as Gandalf whispered directions to Frodo.
"Go well in peace, my friend. May you roads be as clear as your heart. Lead them well." Elrond drained the last of the wine, and stared at the empty glass, reflecting images of the fire in front of him.
Flashes of memory passed before his mind, and Elrond remembered the times before Aragorn, before even Arwen or the twins, that he and Gandalf had talked beneath the trees of Rivendell. Stories of old traded hands, and memories of those lost to war and heartbreak were kept alive to be whispered about under the light of the clear moon.
How sad it would be to leave his friend behind when he led his people to the Gray Havens. It was almost more than Elrond could bear, second only to the pain of losing his beloved daughter and Estel. Unlike Estel, Gandalf could go to the Havens. Perhaps, once Middle-Earth was once again safe, Elrond would talk his friend into joining him.
That thought lightened his mood considerably, and he said a silent prayer in Elvish, bidding Gandalf and the others a speedy return and much success.
Gandalf- Memories of Magic
Gandalf the Grey. Elrond could not think of a better person to have on this mission. Gandalf's heart was pure, and though the One Ring wielded terrible power, Elrond knew that the wizard would be strong enough to resist the temptations that it offered.
Elrond brought the wine glass to his lips, as he thought of his dear friend. Gandalf, as Elrond knew would happen, was the first to step forward to aid Frodo in his quest. He caught the old man's eyes as Aragorn stepped forward, and a knowing glance passed between the two of them. As Legolas stepped forward, Elrond saw the look of pride in the old wizards eyes, and he smiled. When Gimli stepped forward, a momentary look of disbelief crossed both Elrond and Gandalf's faces. The most interesting of all, was the look of distrust that crossed Gandalf's face when Boromir, son of the Steward of Gondor, stepped forward. It was then that Elrond knew that Gandalf's place in this journey was most assuredly needed. So, like the others, he bid his old friend farewell, and watched with sad eyes, as Gandalf whispered directions to Frodo.
"Go well in peace, my friend. May you roads be as clear as your heart. Lead them well." Elrond drained the last of the wine, and stared at the empty glass, reflecting images of the fire in front of him.
Flashes of memory passed before his mind, and Elrond remembered the times before Aragorn, before even Arwen or the twins, that he and Gandalf had talked beneath the trees of Rivendell. Stories of old traded hands, and memories of those lost to war and heartbreak were kept alive to be whispered about under the light of the clear moon.
How sad it would be to leave his friend behind when he led his people to the Gray Havens. It was almost more than Elrond could bear, second only to the pain of losing his beloved daughter and Estel. Unlike Estel, Gandalf could go to the Havens. Perhaps, once Middle-Earth was once again safe, Elrond would talk his friend into joining him.
That thought lightened his mood considerably, and he said a silent prayer in Elvish, bidding Gandalf and the others a speedy return and much success.