#elrondreply

[healerofimladris]

"Ada, I do not mean to cause you strife, nor make you relive your past."

"Of course you do not, my child…" Elrond replied with a gentle smile on his face. He reached out his hand to stroke his daughter's hair and as always, he managed to hide his true feelings behind the melancholy of his eyes.

"But you must understand that your choice will affect those around you as well. Though we give you our love and understanding, it does not change the fact that your choice will cause us pain. Eventually, we all will have to come to terms with it, but right now I can not bear the thought of losing you."

Though left unsaid, Elrond could not quite shake the one thought that hurt him the most: What will he tell Celebrían when he meets her in Valinor?

[healerofimladris]

Heron nin, the mean well by doing the best they can for the world in which their hearts are tied. You can no more break love, then you can move the stars from the sky. Your daughter has her own path, as do your sons. You are a wonderful father to them. They have your strength.

"My strength? Whatever that means." Elrond could feel his strength disappear each time something like this happened. Had he not had his fair share of goodbyes already? Did he now have to say goodbye to his daughter as well? Of course, some goodbyes lasted longer than others. In Valinor the lord would have the chance to reunite with some of his loved ones, yet sailing meant that some would be left behind for good. How could he ever make the decision to leave these lands now?

[healerofimladris]

"How is the lady Galadriel recovering after the assault against Dol Guldur? While Radagast took me, I sensed an immense presence and then, a fragile flame flickering in the night."

"She is strong, Gandalf, and healing well in the safety Lórien. Though, I do wonder just how long will these lands be safe from evil. He is back, that much is sure now - and he has brought forth his most loyal servants. The Úlairi will now strike fear in the hearts of men and Sauron will try and gain control of the East. He will attempt to find the One and I fear what might happen if he does.

[healerofimladris]

-gently pets Lord Elrond- It's ok, Heron nin. I'm sure your children mean well.

"Mean well by forcing me to relive the nightmare I had to go through with Elros? My own daughter! Choosing the fate that will eventually leave her all alone."

[healerofimladris]

Lord Elrond, how would you get rid of pneumonia?

"Indeed, lung fever is most vicious for no patient responds the same to treatment. Often all I can do is ease the symptoms and let the body heal itself. I do my very best to bring their temperature down by moist cloth and then I try to ease their breathing with herbal steam."

[healerofimladris]

{An Elfling Elrohir ran up to Elrond, climbing into his lap with a smile. He held up a flower.} "Ada! Look what Nana found!" ////Hi! :D

Elrond glanced at the flower and then took his hand to stroke his son’s hair. “What a beautiful flower it is! Do you want to plant it so that nana can admire it later as well?”

Truth to be told, the plant would die in a couple of days, since it had no roots left. Yet it would serve as a lesson for his son: not everything lasts forever, no matter that their kind has been blessed with immortality.

[healerofimladris]

"Good evening Ada."

"Good evening, so nice of you two to finally join us. Why wouldn’t you both sit down and have dinner with the family for a change?"

[healerofimladris]

Lord Elrond, we've never met. I'm from a world distant from Middle Earth, and I am, well, not exactly human. But we need to talk. It's about your son. It's about Elladan.

Then by all means do speak. The matter must be serious enough for you to travel this far in order to speak with me. What about Elladan?