Holiday Party Instadrabbling by Lindariel

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First Age 587, the skies over Beleriand

Never Have I Ever prompt:  Eärendil and "tried to contact his sons"


Eärendil stood at the tiller, forgotten and unobligated for the first time since Vingilot had taken to the heavens. Far below, the choking black smoke was finally clearing as the Valar swept triumphantly into Thangorodrim to root out the Enemy. He would never have so open an opportunity again.

He turned Vingilot and sped away south, toward the Isle of Balar where Maglor had sent the twins at the outbreak of the War of Wrath. As he began to descend at the mouth of Sirion, he felt the hull scrape against empty air. Vingilot could no longer touch mortal lands.


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