FINISHED! YEAH, BABY!
Mar. 26th, 2006 03:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meretriculaFor Sylvie, since she's the one I got into this whole mess for. I love you, my Elvish sweetheart. And, of course, for all of you who have read this series and encouraged me, lhaw_en_edhel and the Bebop crew, thank you. I love you all.
Glorfindel had been running along the beach for hours looking for Erestor, but when he finally found him, he almost tripped over him. The dark-haired counselor was kneeling on the damp sand at the edge of the water, tracing characters in Tengwar and watching the waves wash them away. Glorfindel recognized Erestor's name, and his own, Elrond's, Galadriel's... name after name dissolved into the encroaching tide. "It's almost time to board the ship," he said softly. Erestor did not look up.
"I'm almost done." He wrote Arwen's name in the sand, and Estel's, and the name they had chosen for their son. He dug deeper for their names than he had for the others, and it took several waves before they vanished completely. When they were gone, Erestor got to his feet, brushing ineffectually at the sand all over his clothing. "Did Elrond send you to find me?"
"I would have come anyway."
Erestor sighed and rested his head on Glorfindel's shoulder, gazing out as the sun sparkled on the sea. "Let's go, then," he said at last. He tucked his gritty fingers into Glorfindel's hand and allowed himself to be led back up the beach, following Glorfindel's footsteps to the boat that would take them away to Valinor.
*
Hours later, Erestor sat in Glorfindel's arms, listening to the slap of waves against the side of the ship. "I'd never seen the sea before today," he remarked idly.
"Never?" Glorfindel asked, startled.
"I was afraid I'd start to pine for it, for Valinor. I didn't want to leave the Valley before I had to."
"Celeborn and the twins will take good care of Rivendell," Glorfindel said reassuringly.
"I know," Erestor sighed. "And I'm sure I'll love Valinor. Everyone says it's a beautiful land. It just won't be the same."
Glorfindel rested his chin on the top of Erestor's head. "There's no rule that says you can't miss Imladris when you're in Valinor. We're immortal, Erestor. We'd be strange creatures indeed if we could live with no regrets."
"Do you suppose you'll ever regret this? Us, I mean." Erestor leaned back into the warmth of Glorfindel's embrace, and pressed his nose into the hollow of Glorfindel's throat. "I'm sorry. I suppose the water makes me pensive."
Glorfindel smiled and shifted Erestor so that he could reach his mouth for a soft kiss. "No. No, I don't believe I ever will."
lhaw_en_edhel and the Bebop crew, thank you. I love you all. Glorfindel had been running along the beach for hours looking for Erestor, but when he finally found him, he almost tripped over him. The dark-haired counselor was kneeling on the damp sand at the edge of the water, tracing characters in Tengwar and watching the waves wash them away. Glorfindel recognized Erestor's name, and his own, Elrond's, Galadriel's... name after name dissolved into the encroaching tide. "It's almost time to board the ship," he said softly. Erestor did not look up.
"I'm almost done." He wrote Arwen's name in the sand, and Estel's, and the name they had chosen for their son. He dug deeper for their names than he had for the others, and it took several waves before they vanished completely. When they were gone, Erestor got to his feet, brushing ineffectually at the sand all over his clothing. "Did Elrond send you to find me?"
"I would have come anyway."
Erestor sighed and rested his head on Glorfindel's shoulder, gazing out as the sun sparkled on the sea. "Let's go, then," he said at last. He tucked his gritty fingers into Glorfindel's hand and allowed himself to be led back up the beach, following Glorfindel's footsteps to the boat that would take them away to Valinor.
*
Hours later, Erestor sat in Glorfindel's arms, listening to the slap of waves against the side of the ship. "I'd never seen the sea before today," he remarked idly.
"Never?" Glorfindel asked, startled.
"I was afraid I'd start to pine for it, for Valinor. I didn't want to leave the Valley before I had to."
"Celeborn and the twins will take good care of Rivendell," Glorfindel said reassuringly.
"I know," Erestor sighed. "And I'm sure I'll love Valinor. Everyone says it's a beautiful land. It just won't be the same."
Glorfindel rested his chin on the top of Erestor's head. "There's no rule that says you can't miss Imladris when you're in Valinor. We're immortal, Erestor. We'd be strange creatures indeed if we could live with no regrets."
"Do you suppose you'll ever regret this? Us, I mean." Erestor leaned back into the warmth of Glorfindel's embrace, and pressed his nose into the hollow of Glorfindel's throat. "I'm sorry. I suppose the water makes me pensive."
Glorfindel smiled and shifted Erestor so that he could reach his mouth for a soft kiss. "No. No, I don't believe I ever will."
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Date: 2006-03-26 11:55 pm (UTC)and I love you for writing it all. Seriously, I haven't touched any other LotR fic in a long, long time...
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Date: 2006-03-27 12:24 am (UTC)otherwise... um, the mary-sueishness of all elves in general kind of pisses me off after a while.
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Date: 2006-03-27 12:22 am (UTC)...I know what you mean. I'm trying to think of where I can post the series, but it's been so long since I did the LotR thing, I can't even remember how.
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