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The ship slowly slipped through the glittering waters of the Sea, bearing its passengers into the sunset. Those left behind on the quay stood silent and still, unshed tears glistening in their ageless eyes. Once the ship had finally disappeared from sight, those on the dock slowly turned away into the night, returning to their homes. But four remained, dark-haired and solemn, tears marring the face of only the youngest. Elrond beheld the almost-emotionless expressions of his sons, and the heartbroken countenance of his daughter: the primary reasons he was here instead of standing on the ship-deck with his beloved wife.
A/N: So these 101 words are the reason I haven't updated my drabbles so long! I couldn't for the life of me think of anything that could fit the prompt, so I finally just skipped it and went onto a different one when voila! I got this idea!