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Celebrian, Wife of Elrond, and the Heir of Sauron

Fireweilder

The darkness was again coming. It whipped and lashed and stung and bite, forcing and pulsing the death like a bad image. The darkness now was no more. There in its place was he. He had come again, to finish what he had wanted. His darkness was too powerful again. And even in dreams, he ravaged her again and again.

"Celebrian?"

The darkness faded, his face being the last of relinquishing horror. It was replaced by he face of Elrond, her once loving husband. No, he was still so. The darkness had lied to her, telling her he was dead, forgotten and unfaithful. They had showed her images of more darkness, his pale flesh devoured by his carrion birds, and his soul being mourned by three other lovers. The darkness was returning.

"Celebrian! No, stay with me. He isn't here, Celebrian! They are dreams, visions, never truths. Sauron's darkness holds no truth. Fight back for the light!"

She snapped awake, her eyes inches away from Elrond's. She sat there staring. They were not as she remembered. She had thought they were brown eyes, hazed in a red, the pupil was burning. Then the outer started to burn. All was burning. He eye consumed her.

A sharp sting ran across her face. Looking back, she saw her husband, was he still?, arm raised above her. Standing the darkness around her no longer, she tore through the room, thrashing wildly.

Elrond gazed after her white body, shining against the light of Rivendell. He slowly put his hand back down.

"Tis thrice, father. Shall we find her again?" sneered Elrohir, shrouded in darkness.

For the past month, Elrohir had possessed the foolish idea that Elrond was purposefully making Celebrian worse. Elladan was the only peacekeeper between them. Indeed, had he not been there, either Elrond or Lord Elrohir would have been dead by the other's hand. But Elrond was too weary today to even begin to fight him. His passed the lord silently and tore the same path as his wife.

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He had found her as he always had, wandering mindlessly through the eves of the woods. Twice she had sung, from the lay of Luthien to the elven prayer to the song beyond the sea. Always in mourning she was, her tears marking her trail and her wails echoing into the woods. But this time was different. She had not sung, nor did her tears littler her way. But still she was there.

In a clearing, she appeared, spread out among the leaves and grass below the canopy above. Ages ago there had been water in that clearing, but ages ago it was befouled by Orcs of Morgoth. Some say it once held the waters of their awaking, but now none could be certain.

As Elrond stepped lightly as ever into the clearing, she lifted her head and laid it upon her enfolded arms. Strange would not even begin to define her mood in that eve. Crazed she as, an ill replaceable darkness was embedded in her heart and eyes. He feared she was indeed lost forever to him

"Why my love? Out to wandering again? Oh, you never did like to wander, my love. Always the straight line for the noble elf lord. Well, who would no better then I the price of wanderings? No one, that's who! No, my little half blood, stay on course! Fly hence away!" sang Celebrian, a beast of some sort entrusted around her tongue.

Suddenly, she flung herself at him. Lost, Elrond could do nothing but hold her.

"Lost." Whispered Celebrian, between tears

"Nothing yet is lost my love" whispered Elrond

"No? Truly you have gone mad in my steed. It is my time Elrond.," she said, breaking from his tight embrace. "This is my time of revelation. This is my time…of purpose. It is now found. No more joy do I find here, love. Please, I beg of you to let me go."

Elrond could no longer contain his guise. He broke down into his own bitter tears.

"Tomorrow, I shall sail. Wilt thou come?"

"No," Elrond wept, "and I say no because of what I said before. I a still bound here by some will."

"Will you wait for me?" asked Celebrian, raising his head, his eyes to hers

"Till the end of time." Said Elrond, clasping her in an embrace