Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| Saying Farewell |
On the eve of Finarfin's departure for Middle-earth to fight in the War of Wrath. |
| His armour was packed, ready to be taken to the ship: He and Eärwen had decided together, in long, tense discussions, that he should lead his host to Middle-earth personally. Finarfin turned to his wife and drew her in for a last, wordless embrace. At length she whispered, her voice threatening to break, “Bring them back to me, please! Bring our children home!” He had to blink a few times. “Eärwen, you know I cannot promise...” He stopped, shook his head helplessly. “I will try to find them.” He dropped a kiss on her brow. Her lips. Then he left. |
A/N: 30.06.06 B-drabble for Martha, who requested a drabble on quests and journeys involving our favourite characters(s). Also a prequel to my story “Father and Daughter”. |