Author: Jay of Lasgalen
Disclaimer: Tolkien's, not mine!
Summary: A young Elrohir experiences a slight identity crisis.
One Or Two?
Elrohir stared after his brother, fuming. Why was he a twin? Half the people he met called him Elladan. Everything he had, he shared with Elladan. Everywhere he went, there was Elladan.
If he was one, everyone would know him as Elrohir. If he was one, his possessions would be his own. If he was one, he could please himself.
But … if he was one, he would not have Elladan’s constant, unspoken support. He would not have anyone to share joys and sorrows. He would not have his brother, his dearest friend.
Yes, he was glad he was a twin.