#76 Harbor
Glorfindel stood on the bow of the ship taking him back to Middle Earth. It was now the Second Age, and Glorfindel had been charged with returning to the last place he ever thought he would return to protect the son of Eärendil – Elrond – who was the grandson of Tuor and Idril.
As he was lost deep in thought wondering how he would react at returning after all these long years, Glorfindel saw in the horizon the shores of the Grey Havens and standing on the harbor was none other than the High King of the Noldor, Gil-galad and the one he was sworn to protect: Elrond Half-Elven.
As the ship neared the harbor, he felt a flood of emotions build inside of him. Glorfindel was home once more, and this time he would not leave until his job was finally complete. The ship finally docked, and as he got off, he was embraced by Elrond. "Welcome, Lord Glorfindel. I am Elrond Half-Elven."
Glorfindel smiled. "I know. You have your father's eyes."
Elrond nodded and smiled. As if sensing the young ellon's wishes, he merely smiled before responding. "Perhaps later we can sit down, and I will tell you all about your father when he was a small boy growing up in Gondolin."
Elrond grinned and together with Gil-galad, they left the harbors.