Author: Talullah Red
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien and God knows who else. No disrespect intended. No profit made.
Note: Written for tolkien_weekly (theme: times; prompt: before)
Elros sighed as he let the piece of parchment slip from his hand to the desk. Another letter from Elrond that told him nothing except that his brother was still miffed about his choice. Miffed… Elros laughed at his choice of words. Elrond was seething in cold anger, his heart broken by a choice that he could not influence. His words were measured and banal as if meant for a stranger. Elros didn’t have eternity before him but his life shone ahead of him. He prayed to Varda that Elrond would come around to full forgiveness before his time ended.