Author: Kaylee Arafinwiel
Characters: Elwing, seabirds
Summary: Elwing remains desperate for news of her children.
Warnings: Mention of suicidal thoughts and death.
A/N: Follows on from my story “Atop Aewellond’s Tower” which was inspired by lindahoyland (as was this work's title, thinking about it! Thank you Linda!) Thanks to dreamflower02, for her “Perhaps she’d have better luck with an albatross!” comment. :D Also to hrymfaxe whose "Where Gulls Cry" fancomic was an inspiration.
Elwing stood atop Aewellond’s tower, shivering at the calls and suppressing tears. Was she ever to learn news of her sons? She had begun to comprehend the gulls’ cries, but they spoke of little – blood, fish and glorious death.
Elwing had longed for death. Better to die than to fail. She had failed her sons, her people, in her madness.
“What grace is this, Lady? What of your promise?” she cried into the gulls’ wailing. “They tell me naught!”
An albatross landed on the rail, calling, Have faith, Child!
Elwing gasped, falling to her knees. “You do speak!”