Falling Leaves
One: Far Away
Celebrían tread gently through Caras Galadon, her eyes searching. She found whom she was looking for leaning over a bowl of water, gazing into its depths. She was there often as of late.
"Mother?" she asked.
Galadriel looked at Celebrían, her face passive. It was her eyes that betrayed her. They were filled with a deep, tearing sorrow that she couldn't mask.
"How does the Last Alliance fare?" Celebrían ventured.
"The Shadow ever darkens," Galadriel said quietly.
After a moment, Celebrían added, "And Elrond?"
"The Mirror does not show," Galadriel said, holding her, "but I am sure he is fine."