A/N: Here's the first chapter for my second story! I might not be able to post as regularly as I did last time, as I now have a job, and we have one computer to share between the five of us in my house, but I will try to keep up a regular schedule.
Chapter 1
Separated By The Sea
"Will you not come with me?"
Three elves stood near the shore. All three of them had dark hair and silver eyes, a trait that was shared throughout their family. One of the elves stood with his back to the shore, the other two stood side by side, facing him. The two elves were identical, save for a slight difference in height.
"No, ada, we will not, for we are not yet ready to leave." The younger of the two said.
Father and sons stood on the shore. The time of the elves was ending; the elves were leaving Middle-Earth. Sauron had been destroyed naught but two years before. Elladan and Elrohir had seen it. They had stood in front of the Black Gates of Mordor as they crumbled and fell.
"We are not yet ready to let go of our muindor a muinthel." Said Elladan, the elder, the taller, and, now, the Lord of Imladris.
Elrond stood facing his twin sons, sadness written across his face. After hearing the choice of both of his sons, he knew their fates; sometimes the so-called gift of foresight was not always a gift.
Knowing that he was not going to be able to convince them, Elrond bowed his head in acceptance, before moving towards Elrohir. "Elrohir, remember that there is always going to be someone there for you in times of need." He said, knowing the pain the twin was going to experience in the future, before embracing his second eldest.
He then turned to Elladan with a look in his eyes that conveyed the sadness that he felt. "Elladan, my eldest, ion nîn." He managed to say before pulling the elder twin into a strong embrace. As he released him, and began to turn to walk toward the ship, he was suddenly pulled aside by Glorfindel.
"Elrond, shouldn't someone stay behind with the twins in case something goes wrong?" He asked.
"That is an idea, but who would be – willing – to stay?" Elrond said.
"I would."
"Glorfindel? Are you sure?"
"I am sure, I have seen the white shores of Valinor before, I can wait for a while longer to see it again." Came Glorfindel's reply.
As the ship sailed out of the harbour, Elladan, Elrohir, and Glorfindel stood on the shore watching as the ship passed the horizon.
The three remaining elves - Elladan, Elrohir, and Glorfindel - walked back towards their horses and began to head back to Imladris.
TBC...
Ada: father
Muindor a muinthel: brother and sister
ion nîn: my son
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