Scarred Fate | By : Massanie Category: +Third Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2051 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 19: Gwenyn
CHAPTER NOTES
SCRIPTS:
'Thoughts'; ~visions~; **mind speech**; -l-Letters-l-
When the twins had left the High Pass during the previous night to chase Erestor and his pursuers they had mostly climbed north. As they did not want to make any further detours, they now climbed south-west towards Imladris.
Once again Elrohír followed his brother. They had to proceed slowly because they were climbing a very rutted area of the mountains. And they were climbing downwards which was of course more difficult and it slowed them down. Often they had to cross deep clefts or circumvent rocks too large and difficult to climb.
But slowly they made progresses; even for elves the twins were in good form and managed the journey much faster than others would have.
Half a day they proceeded that way, never talking much, still in thought of the last days' events, this fateful journey and Erestor's role in it.
When that evening they encountered a rather large ledge they decided to make rest there. They could have gone on for another hour but it was unlikely that they would have found a suitable place to rest further down the mountainside, too steep and rocky was it.
After a light meal they wrapped themselves in their blankets, leaning against the rocks behind them.
"Elladan ... about the letters."
The elder twin sighed. He did not want to talk about this now. For one moment Elladan thought about refusing to answer or telling his brother to sleep. But then again, he could not hide forever from this and so he pulled out the letter. Only one paper.
He weighted it in his hand. It was light, thin, very good paper of a fine quality. Erestor would never have taken something less for such an important message. The words were so elegantly written; His father's chief advisor had always had such a fine writing: all soft curves and neat lines. Nothing ever betrayed his emotional state, never ever did it change.
It was all such a hard and rather cruel contrast to the content.
"Erestor cautioned me, I don't know what to say. Always did I trust my instincts but they led me astray it seems." Elladan looked to his brother.
Erestor knew best, Elladan smiled to himself. He opened the letter and read it out aloud for his brother:
-l-
My lord,
This letter contains very important information that will spare you from much grief if you take them seriously. And you will only be able to do so when you have heard from Lindir about my past. Therefore I beg you to not continue reading before meeting with Lindir.
Then I would advise you to read the following without company.
Elrohír is going to choose mankind.
-l-
For a short moment Elladan looked to his brother. Elrohír sat opposite to him, staring at his mirror with tears in his eyes. The elder twin searched the eyes that looked like his own. Searched for something, for a proof; and he found it: guilt. Erestor was right, Elrohír would have chosen mankind, his younger brother would have deserted him.
Concentrating on the parchment again he proceeded to read it to his counterpart.
-l-
Your hate for Orcs kindled an all consuming fire in your heart that changed you, that slowly kills your spirit and that of your brother. Elrohír chokes on the rancour that he feels flowing from your very being, he cannot endure it.
But as he loves you more than anyone or anything else and is unconditionally loyal to you he will never try to change the way you are. He accepted your new character but he cannot live with it, nor can he live without you. Therefore he will choose mankind and death.
Now carefully weigh the words with which you will address your brother with when you meet next; they will decide your future.
If you are willing to let go of your hatred, he will follow you into life but if you are not, Elrohír will die and you will follow him into death.
I came to know you as an intelligent, bright ellon. I want you to remember who you are, and I want you to remember what they are: in every Orc there lies the tortured, corrupted soul of an Eldar. You, too, would have become like them had you lived through what they did.
Pity them, redeem them from their fate so that what Morgoth could not take from them may heal in Mandos; but don't let your hate kill you and your brother and destroy your father and sister.
Erestor
-l-
Similarly tear-filled eyes met in the darkness, silver-grey mirrors of guilt and grief.
"I do not want to let that happen." Elladan whispered. A single sob broke the silence of the night around them, neither of the twins really able to say whom it belonged to.
"Tell me, brother: have I already lost you? Is it too late to change direction and find the path into life again? Will you walk it with me and help me along?"
Suddenly Elrohír stood. He needed to be close to the twin he had missed so much, fear of losing him having eaten for so long at his very being. With two steps he was at his brother's side and let himself fall into the arms of his elder twin.
Elladan felt so relieved. Valar, how he had hoped to do it right, to say the right words that would make him stay. He could feel their brotherly bond regaining more of its old strength, could feel the connection to Elrohír; gently he began to rock his younger brother back and forth, relishing the feel of him in his arms.
"Thank you. For giving me this chance!"
"If you are only willing, Elladan, I will give you every chance you need. We are immortal after all."
Elladan chortled in a strange mixture between sobbing and chuckling. They settled down next to each other, content to revel in the presence of the other. Soon first Elladan then Elrohír fell into a light sleep, trusting their instincts to wake them when need arose.
CHAPTER END NOTES
gwenyn ~ twins
ellon ~ male elf
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