Characters/Pairing: Elwing, Elurín
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Some of the trees lining the Esgalduin still bore scars from the Dwarves’ battleaxes. Dark, bare branches reached toward the bright sky, missing the nightingales whose voices had once filled the forest with song.
But among the drifts of ice and snow on the ground ran children, whose playful shrieking was less delicate, but infinitely more lively than nightingales.
Giggling breathlessly, Elwing fell back into a snowdrift and stared up at the cloudless sky. “I love snow,” she told Elurín when he fell beside her.
“I wish Ada could play with us.”
But Ada was King, and always busy now...