by Orangeblossom Took
Though the trees still hid it from view, she could hear the sea gently
lapping at the shore. The sound was terrible and gentle at the same
time and it imparted an idea of vastness the sounds of the river and
fountains of Rivendell did not. She had heard that such a sound might
be reproduced in the wild woods during a heavy wind but she had been
long behind the walls of Elrond’s keep and other memories were clear
but distant, like a faraway mountain on a clear day.
In the tireless way of Elves, their party had traveled all night and
day. Even Faelon, after some brief discussion, had agreed not to delay
or go back for Lady Arwen, who had so foolishly ridden back. She did
not understand why Elrond’s daughter would go back when there was no
hope left in this world. Vebrithien remembered Celebrian fondly and did
not want to bring her such ill news for her daughter would surely share
the fate of Luthien.
Was there anything she regretted leaving? She would miss the gardens at
Rivendell on a summer night with the moon overhead and filled with
song, the many visitors that came to Rivendell, interacting with other
races, trees, the moon, and seasons and all the cycles of this world.
Her apartment in Rivendell had been filled with moonshine when the
phase and weather were right and was filled with sun in the morning. It
let in drifts of leaves in autumn and the scent of flowers in spring.
Still, she thought did look forward to the unchanging peace of Valinor.
Through the clearing ahead she could see the light growing golden with
the dying of the day and Vebrithien thought with anticipation of all
those waiting on the other side of the sea. No, she would be safe and
content in their company and it would seem but a brief span until she
was reunited with her prince. As she descended with the others toward
the ships, the gulls shrieked their farewells and the sky was orange
and crimson on the horizon and fading into dusk behind them. Thoughts
of Arwen or the gardens of Rivendell saddened her but little as she
boarded the ship bathed in light. She did not belong to this world
anymore and her gaze was directed west, toward the sunset and Valinor
as grey ship and white sails vanished on the horizon.