Feanor spoke up. "You are of Men. How can you survive the Undying Lands, whose vibrant life should destroy a mortal frame?"

Elamanelessa laughed. "You do not know Halnaorth? Did you think it was but chance he was sent on this mission? Underestimate him not; he is my step-brother, son of the Valie Nessa and a forgotten king of Egypt, last stronghold of the Dunedain in the Fifth Age. He is counted among the Dunedain due to his father, and he shall share in the Gift of Men: but his is life a dozen times longer than that of Numenor's kings, and the youth unending of the Valar. An Age ago he tired of Middle-earth, and came by his mother's spells to the Undying Lands. Thus he dwells in Tol Eressea, until his time be come to pass to Mandos and beyond. But that will, I deem, not happen after all: for the Doom of the World comes swiftly on, and the Last Battle is nigh upon us."

Feanor was stunned. "The Dagor Dagorath?"

"Certainly, my dear Noldo-" and Feanor blushed at this. "It has long been prophesied that not until the End would you leave Mandos; and now it has come true."

"But must it end? The world is beautiful, as I see clearly now that I am returned to it. Must it be destroyed so soon?"

"It will be destroyed only to be renewed, Feanaro. As fair as it is now, it will rise again after the Second Music of the Ainur ten thousand times as lovely. This, you must know, was prophesied also."

"As you say, I do know. What must I do, then, my lady?"

"It remains for you to reunite the Silmarils. Their light will allow Yavanna, whom you once denied, to restore the Two Trees of Valinor, Laurelin and Telperion, of elder legend; the Sun and the Moon shall be healed of Melkor's stains and recalled to their harbors, and Valinor shall once more be fairer and brighter than all lands of Middle-earth."

"But one is lost in depths of the Sea, and one is borne by Earendil who has ancient feud with my kin. How shall they ever be reunited?"

"The Silmaril of Earth you bear already. That of the Sea will prove a greater task, but perhaps there is aid I can call upon. Earendil's Star, the Silmaril of Air, I shall obtain from him, and you will sail in Vingilot with him in the Battle."

"How then shall we find that sunken Light, the Water Silmaril?"

"Let us go to ancient Mithlond, once a harbor of the Elves. There perhaps we can call upon certain powers with which I have acquaintance."

The travelers returned to Lothlorien on Tol Eressea, where they (after much debate) obtained a ship capable of sailing the Straight Road to Middle-earth. The Teleri refused to sail any ship bearing Feanor, still remembering the Kinslaying in the Elder Days, so a crew of Sindar was chosen.

Two days after the return to Lothlorien, the ship set out upon the Bay of Eldamar and aimed for the Straight Road...