Characters: Estel, Elladan, Elrohir
Source: Pre-Ring War
Disclaimer: Tolkien created these beings and this world… this is a bit he left out.
Estel travelled north, wreathed in mixed emotions. Naturally, he’d miss Adar, Imladris…
No… Master Elrond and Rivendell, I must think like a Man, not mark myself out as... other.
He snorted with mirthless humour, causing his horse to nicker enquiringly. He patted it reassuringly “at least you know where you belong” he muttered.
Elladan glanced at Elrohir; they’d insisted on accompanying ‘little brother’ to The Angle, and were worried.
When they camped, Estel would not be deterred.
“Are you sure?” said Elrohir.
Elvish knives made short work of his long, plaited hair.
“Now… I am Aragorn.”