A Friend Remembered

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Title: A Friend Remembered (#1302)
Author: Thoronsil
Chapters: 1

Archive: Tolkien
Category: Lord of the Rings
Description: Losing a good friend is one of the greatest casualties during wars especially if this good friend is the closest thing to a father that you ever had. A short story about Elrond remembering Gil-Galad and the great sacrifice of the last High King of the Noldor.
Published: 05 Oct 2004
Updated: 05 Oct 2004
Warnings:
Type: Drama
Characters: Elrond; Celebrian; Glorfindel; Gil-Galad

Chapter 1 - Reminiscing

"A Friend Remembered"
Author: Thoronsil
Character: Elrond, Celebrian, Glorfindel, Gil-Galad
Time/Setting: After the war of the last alliance, Imladris
Author Note: This is my first attemp and I hope you like it, all characters, settings etc. are owned by J.R.R Tolkien.
Kindly give me any suggestion, comment etc. I will try to update soon! Godbless! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Elrond sat up slightly as he hurriedly straightened up his desk, the cool evening breeze settling in the study
which was once crowded that day with counselors and advisers but now it lay empty except for one.
He stood from his seat and came by the window side that faced the west, surely the world has changed�
He sighed as he remembered the day before the victory, the day before he lost a dear friend, the only father he had ever known�
�A brave sacrifice�� he said to himself as he tried to suppress the tears that rolled from his eyes�
It pained him as he saw the mighty king of the Noldor fall.
He seemed so engrossed at the thought that he did not sense the coming of one who soothed his troubled mind,
�It was not your fault, gil-galad died for he chose to set his life a sacrifice� as a dainty hand slowly wiped the tears from the elflord�s eyes.

�Celebrian, I don�t know�I�his the only father I had�� as more tears came from elrond�s eyes,
such was his distress that his wife wrapped herself around the elflord as she look into his eyes with pity,
wrapping her hand onto his as she slowly sang a song that soothed his mind and made rest his soul.

~o~

'Arrows were flying in the air as swords clashed in this, blood flowed like dew as bodies filled the black land,
�was it worth?� as Elrond surveyed the brave sacrifices of each who stood and held their ground in the coming onslaught in the gathering dark
but it was not the end for victory was at hand but he price seemed steeper�'

�NOOOOOOO!!!� Elrond cried, then the fall�. All seemed silent except for that cry,
then his eyes saw what took the heart of his�

�Melleth nin? Are you alright� as a worried celebrian awakened the elflord from a slumber that seemed like drowning rush of memories
that haunted his great reservoir of feeling� A dream, it was only a dream�
�Celebrian� Faer nin� as he shook his head and kept his tears from his loving wife, �He shouldn�t have done it, I should have stayed him�

�He chose his fate, melleth nin� You must accept it, there was nothing you could have done to save him� Celebrian replied,

�I know but I miss him so�� as Elrond sighed

�I know�elrond I will stand by you, I�m here for you� as she kissed him lightly and bid him rest.

~o~

The first light of the sun rose from the east as a worried voice shot out of Elrond's study...

"Peredhil everyone mourns for the death of the king, everyone does...But what's past is past..." said a concerned Glorfindel
to a particularly melancholic Lord of Imladris. "He would have hoped that you do not linger on such things" continued Glorfindel.

Elrond remained silent, as though struck by such impendable truth, his friend was right he thought but it is always easier to say than to do.

"Elrond, be strong..." as Glorfindel slowly excited the study leaving the Elflord to his thoughts.

Elrond then felt a wave of memory bringing back the night before the great victory, the final hour before the dark lord's fall... He remembered Gil-Galad calling him from the tent of the healers,

"Surely it was something of grave importance"he said to himself as he strode to the tent of the HighKing.
Inside was a sight that never ceases to astonish as different advisors, Captains swarmed around the map that the HighKing Gil-Galad and King Elendil furnished.

"Elrond, so good of you to join us" greeted gil-galad with a smile though his eyes has shown something that seemed as an impending doom.
He returned a silent salute as both Kings continued discussing the final plans for the seige.
Elrond listened though the eyes of the King haunted him as though it was telling him something, bidding him farewell.

After the plans were laid and all agreed to it's execution, the tent emptied except for two figures.
"Gil, what bothers you?" Elrond asked with a questioning look.
"Why do you ask question to which you already know the anwers?" replied the Highking.
Elrond look into the eyes of the older elf and gave out a sigh, "we never see beyond our choices but it still is up to you to do what so you fear"

"You see that this may be my last?" answered Gil-Galad with a fading smile.

"Yes..." answered Elrond as he tapped the Highking lightly on his shoulder , a tear welling up from his eyes...

"Elrond, what we do in life echoes in eternity..I would gladly give my life to see this world renewed"

"Gil, you know that this evil would not be destroyed entirely"

"We could try elrond, we could try...Go to rest for tommorow is indeed a long day" Gil-galad said as he bid his younger friend good night.

~o~

It was indeed night when he awakened from his reverie, shaking off what he remembered from a clear dream of memory he made his
way to the window he saw bright Earendil, remembering both his fathers who stood by him especially the father who also became a
very dear friend who now stood freely away from the aches of this world.

He spoke a silent prayer to the west for both of his beloved fathers who has departed from middle-earth never to be seen till the day he sails west.

That night, he rested and slept a great sleep he did not have for a long time for his mind was at peace and the lines of worry slowly faded from
his face that seemed thin and aged due to the distress. Celebrian his wife smiled as she looked at the calm face of her husband
"He finally rests" she thought as she cuddled more to the elflord's side as she looked up to the sky "thank you Eru for giving him peace..."
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