Characters: Elladan, Elrohir, OFC
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
I have returned to the Elrondionath and their occasional friend and visitor. For these to make sense I must just explain that she is preparing, like the rest of Legolas' elves from Ithilien, to sail West with him.
Promise me,” she said, “that you will follow us. Maybe not this year or next, but soon.”
“We cannot,” Elladan said.
“Cannot promise to come so soon?”
“Cannot promise to ever come,” Elrohir answered.
“You can,” Tindómë said, firmly. “Why would you not?”
“It is difficult to imagine leaving our home, our land… or Arwen’s family. Like trees we are deep rooted in our own soil.” Elladan sounded sad.
“You mean that you are frightened to sail? Honestly?” She was genuinely curious.
“I would not put it quite like that…” Elladan said.
But, simultaneously, Elrohir answered “Perhaps you are right.”