A Trilogy of Drabbles: Destiny, Leaving, Arrival

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Title:  Destiny, Leaving, Arrival

Author: Jay of Lasgalen

Word Count: 300 (3 x 100)

Characters:  Elladan, Elrohir, Celebrían

Disclaimer:  Tolkien's, not mine.

Author Notes: This is a trilogy of drabbles, dealing with the fate of the twin sons of Elrond. Each drabble is from a different POV.

BTW, a few of my other drabbles are 200-word 'double drabbles'.  Are they allowed here?  I'm not sure where to ask.

 

Destiny

 

 

Like you, I wrestle with my thoughts, never speaking of our choice, delaying and delaying and delaying until we can delay no more.  I have long feared this moment, when I – when we – must face our heritage; choose our  destiny. 

 

Do we take the fate of men or elves?  Mortality or immortality?  A brief’ glorious spark followed by swift death, or a slow gradual flowering and eventual decline?  I love this world; would gladly take eternity to explore it; but that same eternity without you, my brother, would be unbearable.  

 

I know I could not endure our father’s unending grief.

 

 

Leaving

 

“We go?”

 

“We go,”  Elladan agrees.  “There is nothing to hold us here now.” 

 

Sadly, it is true.  Arwen has gone now, and Estel before her, and our last link to Middle Earth is broken.  Eldarion has grown to a fine man, and makes a worthy king.  Father would be so proud of him.

 

Turning, I take one last lingering look at Imladris, remembering.  Then, together, we ride for the last time along the twisting trail and out of the valley.  We ride for the Havens, and for a long awaited reunion.

 

“Do you think Mother knows we are coming?”

 

 

Arrival

 

Before dawn, she is at the harbour, waiting impatiently.  This is the day she has hoped for; longed for; waited for; for so very many years.  To her great joy, one such reunion has already happened.  To her great sorrow, there is one reunion that will never now take place.

 

As the light grows, the ship is sighted; sails shimmering in the early sunlight.  As it draws near, she sees them; standing shoulder-to-shoulder by the rail, tall and beautiful. As the ship docks, they come; bounding down the gang plank to throw themselves into her tearful, joyous embrace. 

 

Her sons.

 

Author’s Note:  I do not know the twins’ choice, but I tend to think that they chose immortality, and were eventually reunited with their parents.  Whatever the decision,  I think they chose the same fate – I cannot imagine them being sundered as Elrond and Elros were.

 

Comments

[mrkinch.livejournal.com]

The definition of "drabble" for the purposes of this community is 100 words of poetry or prose so, no, this is not the place for 200 word stories. Thank you for asking!

[the-wild-iris.livejournal.com]

Lovely individually, and they make a poignant whole.

I love this world; would gladly take eternity to explore it; but that same eternity without you, my brother, would be unbearable.

That's a fine, searching line - it's intriguing how you suggest the pain of immortality.