27 March 2009 @ 10:39 pm
B2MeM Prompt 27: A Trunk  
Ficlet, Elrond, G.

Memories

I walked into the suite that had been provided for me, barely able to see through my tears. Elros, why did you have to leave me so soon? Why did you have to chose to be mortal? I walked to the balcony and clenched the cold metal rail. A bell began to peal and the noisy streets grew silent. Now the people of Númenor knew as well that their king was dead. I could not face them, even from this distance, and headed back into my room. I lay down on my soft bed, suddenly too exhausted to even contemplate anything else.

An insistent knock on my door jerked me awake. I blinked and sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I walked over to the door, opening to find two servants standing there, carrying a small leather trunk. I stepped aside and let them into my room, curious. My nephew-- the new king-- followed them, his eyes taking in my rumpled clothing, though he didn’t say anything about it.

“Your brother wished for you to have this,” he said, gesturing with one hand at the trunk the servants put next to the desk and giving me a key with the other.

I nodded, and he withdrew with a slight bow, the servants following. I locked the door behind them, not wishing to be interrupted. I lay back on my bed, fully intending on ignoring the trunk, for I was in no mood to open it. But the curiosity that had gotten me in trouble when I was a child, the curiosity that drove me to chose to be counted as one of the Firstborn, would not rest. I finally knelt before the trunk, running my hands over the soft leather before turning the key in the lock. The lid easily opened and I gasped, looking at the shallow tray filled with trinkets from Elros’ life, as well as a folded piece of parchment resting in the middle. I lifted out a toy soldier, the last from a set Maedhros had given us for our birthday one year. I replaced it, rubbing my eyes from the sudden sting of tears. I looked over the trinkets, only recognizing one or two others. I finally lifted the tray out and found volumes of books. I opened the first one to see my brother’s handwriting, shaky at times, but still clear. I closed the journal, not wanting my tears to ruin the ink. I placed it back in the trunk and lifted the tray of trinkets back into place. I finally removed the parchment and shut the lid.

I unfolded it-- it wasn’t even sealed-- and smiled through my tears.

Elrond,

I know what you’re thinking at this point, that like everyone else in our family, I have left you. That may be true, but please remember I chose this. The long life of the Firstborn was not for me. I was happy here, and I had a full life. Please remember me as we were when we were children, not as I am now. And remember that you are not alone-- Mother and Father are alive and you will see them again one day, when you sail.

The trinkets, as you have undoubtedly guessed, are the mementos from my life. They have little significance to anyone else. My family has more to remember me by than you. Please keep them safe. The journals are a record of everything, including our fostering by the sons of Fëanor. Preserve them as best as you are able, for not everyone wishes to remember Maedhros and Maglor as decent people.

Elrond, please forgive me for leaving you. We knew this separation was coming, but we had years together. Please remember that I love you and I will see you again, when Arda has been renewed.

All love,
Elros


I put down the letter on the lid of the trunk and nodded, tears silently falling down my cheeks. Yes, Elros, I will remember, for I cannot forget-- and nor do I want to. I looked out the window, then, at the blue sky. May Ilúvatar grant you rest, little brother, for I can think of no one more deserving.
 
 
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whitewave16: The Feanarions by Dianna Hann (elfwood)whitewave16 on March 28th, 2009 03:09 am (UTC)
Very sad and very sweet. It's nice that you placed Elrond in Numenor when his brother died--it must have been so painful to lose a twin and be the last one remaining in one's family.
Independence1776indy1776 on March 29th, 2009 12:05 am (UTC)
Thank you. I can't help but think Elrond was there-- they're twins, after all, and the only remaining family they have. But that's what makes it even harder to bear.
blslarnerblslarner on March 31st, 2009 05:47 am (UTC)
A fitting farewell to his remaining brother.
Independence1776indy1776 on March 31st, 2009 04:58 pm (UTC)
Glad you thought so. :)
lindahoylandlindahoyland on April 10th, 2009 04:00 am (UTC)
This was a very touching story.
Independence1776indy1776 on April 10th, 2009 06:35 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :)
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