Characters: Elrond, Elros
Book/Source: The Silmarillion
Disclaimer: Middle-Earth belongs to Tolkien, I'm just playing a bit with it for fun.
Note: Many thanks to shadowycat for looking this over! All remaining faults are my own.
With a sigh, Elrond let the scroll snap closed. He walked to the window, staring blindly out over his small realm.
It was no use.
Renowned lore-master he might be, and guardian of the most extensive library of Ennor which housed every bit of wisdom known to elf and man alike and then some, including copies of every map ever drawn on this side of the Sundering Seas.
But no book could tell him where his brother now dwelt, no map could guide him there.
Elros had gone beyond the gates of this world and was forever lost to him.