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elfwannabeTitle: Mutual Loss
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings/ Tolkien Universe
Characters/Pairings: Elrond, Galadriel, Celeborn, (Arwen, Elladan, and Elrohir in the background)
Summary: Galadriel, Celeborn, and Elrond and co. ride back from the Grey Havens after Celebrían's departure.
They rode back from the Grey Havens in near silence, none of them knowing quite what to say. The sound of hoof-beats traveled with them, the gentle rhythm a backdrop to their thoughts, worries, and regrets. But no words were spoken until they came, at last, to Rivendell.
All dismounted, but despite Elrond's protests, Galadriel and Celeborn would stay no longer than was necessary to refresh their retinue and their horses. A solemn mood hung over the group and even their small talk was muted, tinged with sorrow and weighted with the words they did not yet have the heart to say. It was almost a relief when the Lord and Lady finally took their leave.
When each grandchild was embraced and Galadriel had pressed a kiss to each forehead, the two came to Elrond. Celeborn simply took his hand in his own and, with a silent nod of parting, returned to the horses.
But Galadriel lingered. Ordinarily, words came to her so easily. They were a tool, a plaything, something to mold and sculpt as she wished. Yet now, now when they were most important, none would come. What could she say to this man- the father of her grandchildren, her daughter's beloved, he who now must suffer just as she was suffering? Nothing would suffice. Suddenly, almost impulsively, she pulls him into her arms and embraces him, just as she would if he were her own child- something she had never done before and would do but once more thereafter.
"Take care- for her sake." And with that, she pulled back and returned to her husband's side, mounting her horse before Elrond could even process what had just occurred.
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings/ Tolkien Universe
Characters/Pairings: Elrond, Galadriel, Celeborn, (Arwen, Elladan, and Elrohir in the background)
Summary: Galadriel, Celeborn, and Elrond and co. ride back from the Grey Havens after Celebrían's departure.
They rode back from the Grey Havens in near silence, none of them knowing quite what to say. The sound of hoof-beats traveled with them, the gentle rhythm a backdrop to their thoughts, worries, and regrets. But no words were spoken until they came, at last, to Rivendell.
All dismounted, but despite Elrond's protests, Galadriel and Celeborn would stay no longer than was necessary to refresh their retinue and their horses. A solemn mood hung over the group and even their small talk was muted, tinged with sorrow and weighted with the words they did not yet have the heart to say. It was almost a relief when the Lord and Lady finally took their leave.
When each grandchild was embraced and Galadriel had pressed a kiss to each forehead, the two came to Elrond. Celeborn simply took his hand in his own and, with a silent nod of parting, returned to the horses.
But Galadriel lingered. Ordinarily, words came to her so easily. They were a tool, a plaything, something to mold and sculpt as she wished. Yet now, now when they were most important, none would come. What could she say to this man- the father of her grandchildren, her daughter's beloved, he who now must suffer just as she was suffering? Nothing would suffice. Suddenly, almost impulsively, she pulls him into her arms and embraces him, just as she would if he were her own child- something she had never done before and would do but once more thereafter.
"Take care- for her sake." And with that, she pulled back and returned to her husband's side, mounting her horse before Elrond could even process what had just occurred.