Advent Calendar 2009 - 17: Temperance
Dec. 17th, 2009 11:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aearwenToday's prompt took me some time to figure out...
The ship took an agonizingly long time to arrive.
Celebrían had been at the dock since dawn, not wanting to have to stand behind others while the new arrivals debarked. She had waited for this day for so long, and even despaired that she would see him step from a ship at all.
One Elf after another walked down the plank and into waiting arms, or to wander half-lost about the dock. Mithrandir gently herded two of the Shirefolk ahead of him, seeming to know exactly where he was taking them. And then her mother was on the dock and in her arms, so diminished, so beaten, so weary. Soon enough she surrendered Galadriel to the waiting arms of her grandfather.
Still Celebrían waited, and then finally saw the one she sought. Her eyes were for only one: for Elrond. As tired and worn as her mother, he nearly stumbled getting onto the gangplank. But he had taken but two steps onto the dock before she had him in her arms.
He had healed her body back in Ennor; and centuries since in Lórien had healed her mind, But finally her heart was whole again. Now she would heal him.
The ship took an agonizingly long time to arrive.
Celebrían had been at the dock since dawn, not wanting to have to stand behind others while the new arrivals debarked. She had waited for this day for so long, and even despaired that she would see him step from a ship at all.
One Elf after another walked down the plank and into waiting arms, or to wander half-lost about the dock. Mithrandir gently herded two of the Shirefolk ahead of him, seeming to know exactly where he was taking them. And then her mother was on the dock and in her arms, so diminished, so beaten, so weary. Soon enough she surrendered Galadriel to the waiting arms of her grandfather.
Still Celebrían waited, and then finally saw the one she sought. Her eyes were for only one: for Elrond. As tired and worn as her mother, he nearly stumbled getting onto the gangplank. But he had taken but two steps onto the dock before she had him in her arms.
He had healed her body back in Ennor; and centuries since in Lórien had healed her mind, But finally her heart was whole again. Now she would heal him.
