A Bit of History by Erulisse (one L)

[engarian.livejournal.com]

B2MeM Challenge: 2013 N Names
Format: Triple Drabble
Genre: Narrative Drama
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Characters: Glorfindel, Erestor
Pairings: None (yet)
Creators' Notes (optional): None
Summary: Sent to the refugee camp of Imladris by Ereinion, Glorfindel arrives and starts to settle in.




"We have some time before lights out, what tale can I tell to give you a restful night?" Erestor asked as he sipped his wine.

"Tell me about Elrond. In this valley, he oversees all. What is the story of the leader of Imladris and where is his brother?"

Erestor sat down on a nearby bench. "That's much to impart in the short time we have remaining tonight. Let me start with the basics. Without your sacrifice Elrond wouldn't have been born."

Glorfindel cast a sharp look at his companion who rose, walked to the alcove, and brought the enameled flowers back to the warrior.

Erestor handed the poppy to his companion. "You mentioned Idril wore these in her hair."

Glorfindel nodded. "Yes, she wore them as she welcomed the sun on that fateful Midsummer dawn."

"Because you slew the Balrog, she, Tuor and their son, Eärendil, escaped doomed Gondolin, eventually reaching Arvernien near the Sirion. There they settled, joining refugees from once-great Doriath, including Dior's young daughter Elwing. Dior was the grandson of Elu Thingol and Melian. Elwing possessed the dwarven-made neckpiece known as the Nauglamír, wherein was set the Silmaril wrest from Morgoth's crown by Lúthien and Beren, her grandparents."

Erestor went to the shelving, returning with an illustration of the Nauglamír. "Eärendil grew tall and comely and Elwing looked upon him with favor. They fell in love and she bore a set of twin sons with raven-dark hair and piercing grey eyes - Elros and Elrond. Although they looked alike, their temperaments were as different as day to night."

A call rang out. "Lights out, all fires must be banked."

"We'll continue this tomorrow," Erestor said. "Come, I'll walk you to your chamber."

"But, the Silmaril. Does it still exist?" Glorfindel asked as they left the library.

Comments

[kayleelupin.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, this gets more and more intriguing for Glorfi, I'll bet! He has his questions being answered, but then new questions just come up! Does the Silmaril still exist, indeed...oh, Glorfi. *hugs him* Can't wait for the next bit!!

[engarian.livejournal.com]

Life is that way, to be sure. One layer is peeled off, only to show other layers that had been hidden. I hadn't planned on the Silmaril becoming a part of this tale, but it wouldn't stay hidden. So here it is, the elephant in the china cabinet. Now to figure out how to keep it from taking over the tale....

- Erulisse (one L)

[curiouswombat.livejournal.com]

Oh my - this is certainly a tale to take a lot of telling - I bet Erestor is thinking that is quite a question to ponder before tomorrow.

[engarian.livejournal.com]

It's a very long tale that Erestor will have to condense mightily. But life still goes on, as the next chapter demonstrates.

- Erulisse (one L)

[shirebound]

Without your sacrifice Elrond wouldn't have been born.

What a great way to begin the 'history lesson'.

[engarian.livejournal.com]

I think it would be reassuring to Glorfindel to realize how much happened because of his bravery (or stupidity) as he fled Gondolin.

- Erulisse (one L)

[blslarner.livejournal.com]

What a place in the story to be forced to leave it at! I hope he appreciates the new star in the sky the better after this.

[engarian.livejournal.com]

I wonder if Glorfindel had even heard the word "Silmaril" since his days in Gondolin. I think the idea that there had been one wrested away from Morgoth must have caught him unaware.

- Erulisse (one L)

[nialoke]

Oh, that Silmaril! *thinks of what is to come in the story and shudders*
At least Glorfindel doesn't have to live through it to get to the somewhat sort-of happy ending...