The Lonely Star -- Chapter 4

[piosenniel]

Her first destination was Tuor’s ship. She told him that they would need only fourteen ships to accompany them up the Anduin. He advised her that he would speak with the captains, and all would be ready by tomorrow. Idril had gone ashore for the day, and Pio followed after her, wanting to thank her one last time for all her effort on behalf of the companions.

She found her walking in the glade above the beach, taking in the sights and scents of what once had been Númenor. ‘Lovely, is it not?’ asked Pio. ‘What once was a fair gift to Men.’ Idril nodded, and Pio could read in her mind that she thought of all that might have been, had not Men’s hearts turned toward the shadow. ‘Still,’ she said to Idril, ‘This will bring a hidden hope when the world most needs it, and for that I am grateful.’

They walked long in Númenor, their graceful arms about each other’s waists, smoothing out those things which had once been rough between them. They made the peace which now would link them in harmony, for on the morrow the memory of it would be all that each would ever have again of the other. After some time, they parted and Idril returned to her ship.

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