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This one's for Ellfine, faithful reader and reviewer of these drabbles, because she guessed indeed.

BEYOND THE CIRCLES OF THE WORLD. TAKE 2

It is seldom that I stray from my appointed course, but when the sea birds brought the tidings to Elwing, we sailed in haste towards the Land of Giftº

Strange fate, the Gift of Men! Long I've coursed Manwë's waves and seen not a trace of their abode. Where that Last Haven lies remains a mystery to me.

Let the light that once tore us apart brighten now your way, my son. Close your eyes and let me hold you. One day we'll come to you, beyond the circles of the world, to Arda Unmarred. Until then, Namárië, my son.

A/N Cause sometimes words are not needed.

Word Count: 100 Feb 2005

º Andor: The Land of Gift, Numenor (Silm, index of names)