Drabbles: Elves through the Ages

Love of my Life – A Galadriel Drabble

This midsummer’s night held the promise of new beginning.

How many of these nights had he seen in his life?

He could not remember. All his centuries had been busy, filled with the comings and goings of Arda and her endless battles…

He was tired. Yet he could not give in to this fatigue; not while his wife laboured on, undaunted, determined to keep an oath she had not even sworn.

So he renewed his oath, just like every midsummer’s eve since he met her.
To have and to hold, from this day onwards, until her white ship would sail …

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