Characters/Pairing: Idril, Elwing/Eärendil
Disclaimer: I don’t own Middle-earth, however much I’d like to live there.
"Tell me about it. Gondolin."
"It was glorious. White and shining in the sun, with fountains glittering in the squares..."
Idril saw them together on the beach, heads bent together as they spoke in half-whispers, like everything shared was a secret. She saw Elwing hide a shy smile behind a curtain of dark hair, and Eärendil's gaze strayed over the sea as he remembered the beauty of hidden Gondolin.
"Now your turn. Tell me of Doriath."
"It was beautiful, all green and gold and white beside the Esgalduin, where elanor and niphredil bloomed. My grandfather met my grandmother dancing there..."