Title: By Sunlight and Moonlight

Author: Elvensong

Summary: Glorfindel wishes to know more about the elusive advisor to Elrond and in so doing gets caught up in his story and his curse.

A/N: I wrote a small epilogue to this story. Hopefully it adds a sense of completion to this story. My sincere thanks to everyone for giving me so much encouragement.

I am also completely flattered by a gorgeous pic created by Buttercup for this story. It can be found

Thank you, my friend; it is lovely and so completely perfect with the images I saw in my head as I wrote this.

Epilogue:

Together we left that small village at dawn the next day. Though Erestor did not wish to leave his friend and ally, that place held so many nightmares for him and he could think of nothing besides having that part of his life forever behind him. We hope that Ranyla could one day come visit us in Imladris.

For obvious reasons, Erestor wished to travel by day and by foot. The simple light on his face was cherished above all and sometimes he would pause in an open field just to absorb some of the precious warmth that had been denied to him for so long.

Most of the time we did not speak, but were comfortable in the silence and the songs of the birds around us.

"There was one feature of yours that caught my eye." Erestor said out of nowhere as we were heading through a thick part of the woods.

I turned to him, "Really? What was that?"

He came up to me and stopped. One hand came up and gently caressed a strand of my hair that was caught in a ray of sunlight from the trees surrounding us. "Your hair to my eyes was my only reminder of what sunlight looked like. Its golden rays could warm me as if I were in the sun once more." He smiled and took that hand from my hair to my face, "Then I found that it was not your hair that brought me warmth, but your soul, your friendship. Now by sunlight and moonlight, I shall always be your friend."

His words touched me.

Finally, many days later we returned to Imladris.

Time passed and Erestor and I had finally found our peace and I thought my life was complete.

Once more, I was proven wrong.

Wondering down the paths of Imladris I headed towards the fields out by the stables. My intention was to visit Asfaloth and bring him some apples and company. On my way there I was stopped in my tracks by a marvelous sight. A mare was trotting along in one of the open fields and keeping up with her stride on spindly legs, was a foal. He was a splendid little one, with long sleek legs, arched neck and beautiful head. The most astonishing thing about him though, was his coat. Black as night with color so deep the light could not escape him.

"Spectacular, isn't he?" Came a question from behind me.

I nodded to the stable master, "Aye, he is. Did you breed him?"

He snorted, "Nay, I wish I could take credit for his creation, but he is something of a mystery."

"How so?" I asked.

"I noticed she was pregnant a few months ago, but I did not breed her with any stallions when she was in heat."

A wild thought entered my mind, "Did you happen to let her roam in the open fields?"

"Of course," he said, "she was causing a stir among the stallions and there are none in the wild to mate with her."

I smirked, 'None that you knew about.' I thought to myself. "Quite a puzzle." I said. Sneaky horse!

He smiled at the foal that was now playing and rolling around in the dirt just like another horse I used to know, "A welcome one, for he is quite beautiful. I would have loved to have seen the stallion that sired him."

"So would I." I replied. The stable master continued on his way and I kept watching the little baby playing in the fields. "I might have to speak with my lovely Erestor this night." I said quietly and laughed to myself. I couldn't wait to see his reaction when he found out he was a "father".

This small foal and I would have many wonderful journeys when he grew up and would become my trusted friend all his life, but it is late now and that will have to be a story for another time.

Fin

May the sun shine brightly on your face and the wind be at your back.