#6 Water
The air was freezing and nipped at Turgon's face as he and his family which consisted of Elenwë and their small daughter Idril marched along the icy Helcaraxë. They were following Fingolfin and the rest of their kin into Beleriand through this wasteland as Fëanor and his sons had betrayed them taking the ships from the Teleri abandoning them on the shores of Aman.
All around them they could see nothing but hills of ice ranging from small peaks to vast mountains. The sky was a dark ominous black, and the ground around them seemed to creak under them as they marched ever on. Ahead of him there appeared to be no end in sight of this long, treacherous journey.
Turgon held his cloak around him tight and tried to cover his face as best he could from the wind which whipped around his face. Next to him were his wife and daughter huddling as close as they could be together. He was lost in thought as he pondered whether it was wise to leave Valinor when he heard a large crack and splash followed by a scream from his wife and daughter.
"Turgon, help!" Elenwë screamed in terror, as she gripped the edge of the ice trying to stay atop desperately. Next to her, Idril was being dragged down further into the cold water.
The Noldo raced back followed by several other Elves, but the closer they got to them the more the ice cracked and broke off. Turgon, however, could get close enough to his wife and daughter who were almost entirely submerged in the freezing water.
"Ataryo, please help me," Idril screamed reaching with her tiny hands toward her father. Turgon reached but was still too far away to grab hold of her. As if knowing her demise was unavoidable, Elenwë pushed her daughter up as far as she could with one hand until Turgon was able to grab it and pull her up to safety.
As soon as his daughter was safe with the other Elves who were now trying to warm her up, Turgon turned his attention to his beloved wife who was sinking further into the ice. "Please do not leave me Elenwë, reach further!" Turgon pleaded tears beginning to burn his dark eyes.
Elenwë tried in vain to reach her husband who was just at fingertip length when the ice began to give way. Knowing if her husband came any closer, they both would die she gave one final look at her daughter then turned to her husband. "Take care of our daughter," and before Turgon knew what was happening, his wife let go and sunk to the depths of the water leaving her husband and daughter behind.
Ataryo – Quenya for daddy