Day 279: Rivendell, At Dusk

jay_of_lasgalen asked for another drabble in my Elrond series in which we see something about his final farewells to his sons as he leaves M-E.

Day 279

Rivendell, At Dusk

They are still young in elven-years, and the world has not yet worn upon them. With Vilya I kept time's ravages at bay from my little land, but at the cost of wearing out my own spirit.

And there is much to hold them to Middle-earth even now: a dearly-beloved sister; a foster-brother almost as close. My daughter and her husband will value their strength, wit and courage in the coming years.

But I cannot help myself. "Will you follow?"

Elrohir smiles sadly. "That choice is not yet made."

Elladan presses my hand. "But not all partings must be forever."