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EAST AND WEST, TAKE 2
"Will you sail East or West, brother?"
"You heard the King; we leave tomorrow."
"Mmm… I don't think I'd be able to stay here, knowing you'd be gone in some years…"
"And I couldn't leave Arda knowing you'd remain for years unnumbered… that's exactly why we chose the way we did, brother! "
"We were never able to agree on anything, were we? "
"Well... I rather suspect you enjoyed opposing me all the time!"
Both men laughed, playing with memories of a not so distant childhood. At dawn, they embraced, sad but determined.
"Good wind, Elrond."
"Good wind, Elros."
Word count: 100; Jan 2005.
A/N: Cause sometimes you won't realize the extent of it all until some time has passed.