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Sharing the Pain, by Silver Trails

Author: Silver Trails
Title: Sharing the Pain
Rating: G
Theme: Where have you been
Elements: 400 words
Author's Notes: This is an amateur effort and does not intend to infringe on the rights of J.R.R. Tolkien. No profit is made and no harm is intended. The story is set on TA 2511, after Celebrían left Imladris and passed over the Sea. This is my entry for the LotR Community July Challenge: Where have you been? My element is 400 words. It is a companion fic to Alone under the Stars, but it can stand alone too.
Summary: Elladan looks for Elrohir.
Word Count: 400

Elladan woke up before Arien started her way up the sky. He had dreamed of the terrible day when he and Elrohir rescued their mother. So much blood… Black Orc blood when they killed the foul creatures. Red blood, their mother’s blood, surrounding him, suffocating him until he drowned.

He had closed this part of his mind to Elrohir. Elladan was no fool; he knew that his twin was in pain, but they both wore masks, and dared not to break them.

If only Legolas was still in the vale, but he had left to help his father and brothers to contain another Orc raid in the Mirkwood. Elladan had Glorfindel, and though he was not ready to fully share his pain with him, the comfort of his arms kept Elladan from falling into despair.

He stood, crossed the common area between his and Elrohir’s quarters, and knocked on his twin’s door. When there was no answer, Elladan opened it, and realized that Elrohir had not slept in his bed.

Where was he?

Elladan rushed outside to their balcony and ran down the stairs. Elrohir was coming back, shivering in the lightening sky, face pale and braids partially undone. He froze when he saw Elladan.

“Where have you been, Rohir?”


Elladan frowned. “All night?”

Elrohir shrugged. He looked exhausted.

Elladan placed an arm around his twin’s shoulders and guided him up the stairs and into the common area. Elrohir’s mental control was slipping, and Elladan could see just how much pain his twin had been hiding from him. He sighed. When had they stopped sharing everything? This was too important, and too painful for both of them to bear alone!

“I am fine,” Elrohir said, obviously sensing Elladan’s alarm.

“No, you are not, and neither am I.”

Elrohir sat down on the settee and hid his face in his hands. “Just tired…”

Elladan sat beside Elrohir, and drew him closer.

“No more of this,” he said, and lowered his mental shields. After a moment’s hesitation, Elrohir followed suit, and they shared the memories of the day they rescued their mother, the fight with the Orcs, the anguish, the rage, the pain. They shared it all, and soothed each other until the pain stopped burning them, and turned into something more bearable.

“I love you, Adan.”

“I love you too. Now sleep. I will be here when you wake up.”

Tags: challenge: where have you been, month: 2018 july
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