The Mariner and his Son, by Himring
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tolkien100Title: The Mariner and his Son
Author: Himring
Characters: Earendil, Elrond
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Book/Source: Silmarillion, Lord of the Rings
Disclaimer: All by Tolkien, except this particular scene.
As he sails over Imladris, he leans out. Today, the night is clear. Far below, Elrond steps out onto a starlit terrace and raises his arm in a sketchy wave. He started waving like this--when the evening star is visible and there are no witnesses below—a short time after Elros left and has continued ever since: awkward and stubborn, the gesture of someone who does not know if he is seen.
‘But I see you, Elrond, I see you clearly,’ murmurs Earendil.
Below, Elrond shrugs and enters his house—the inside of which his father will never see.
Author: Himring
Characters: Earendil, Elrond
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Book/Source: Silmarillion, Lord of the Rings
Disclaimer: All by Tolkien, except this particular scene.
As he sails over Imladris, he leans out. Today, the night is clear. Far below, Elrond steps out onto a starlit terrace and raises his arm in a sketchy wave. He started waving like this--when the evening star is visible and there are no witnesses below—a short time after Elros left and has continued ever since: awkward and stubborn, the gesture of someone who does not know if he is seen.
‘But I see you, Elrond, I see you clearly,’ murmurs Earendil.
Below, Elrond shrugs and enters his house—the inside of which his father will never see.
