Advent Calendar 2009 - 14: Strength
Dec. 14th, 2009 04:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aearwenThis one was a no-brainer.
The last, echo of hooves had barely receded from the Golden Wood, and already much of the life that had nurtured this place for so long was fading.
Celeborn knew they were watching him, those who, like him, didn't feel the pull of the sea yet, waiting to see what he would do now that his Lady had departed. And as much as he wanted to run howling into the wilds beyond the Celebrant, to find silence and solitude in which to make peace with his loss, he dared not.
His people still needed him. He could not fail them.
The last, echo of hooves had barely receded from the Golden Wood, and already much of the life that had nurtured this place for so long was fading.
Celeborn knew they were watching him, those who, like him, didn't feel the pull of the sea yet, waiting to see what he would do now that his Lady had departed. And as much as he wanted to run howling into the wilds beyond the Celebrant, to find silence and solitude in which to make peace with his loss, he dared not.
His people still needed him. He could not fail them.
