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Dear Sea Foam,
A little boy and his mother can to Imladris today.
His father is dead.
They say he is Isildur's heir.
He will be living with us from now on.
I'm not sure how to act around him.
He's so happy all the time.
Ada's calling I have to go.
-Elrohir
—/—/—
Rivendell was full of activity.
The little boy brought a lot of light and happiness around the valley. To all, it seemed, except Elrohir.
—/—/—
The sun was setting over the valley. Elrohir sat in his mother's garden.
It brought him peace to be there.
He felt a tap on his leg. It was the child, Estel.
"What's wong Wo?"
He was only about two.
"Nothing tithen pen."
"Then why you here?"
"Because it is quiet here."
"Dan say you miss somebody."
Elrohir was quiet. The child was perceptive.
"I miss somebody too. My daddy. Mommy say when I go where daddy is I see him again. You see who you miss too."
"Thank you Estel."
—/—/—
"Mom! Mom!"
Maethor and Anira came barreling into Lalorn's kitchen.
"Can we go play with Naurion?"
"Yes my little ones. Be home for dinner."
The two elflings scurried out the door laughing. They were growing up too fast.
Lalorn stepped out into the front porch. The sun was setting.
It was beautiful, but her heart was heavy. She found little joy in it.
Two figures came running back down the path and flung themselves into her arms.
"We forgot a hug mom!"
They squeezed her tightly before hurrying off again.
Lalorn looked back towards the setting sun. Suddenly it was much more beautiful.
—/—/—
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Bookworm-soul