Restoration and Rebuilding Instadrabbling by Lindariel

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Seven

prompt: You will be one of the menders of this world; not the makers, nor yet the breakers, just one of the menders. -Rosemary Sutcliff

Gondolin and Tol Galen, 503 First Age


In the hidden city of Gondolin, Idril held the swaddled newborn Eärendel close to her face. Her lips moved, but not even Tuor could hear the first words she spoke to her child.

Far away in south Ossiriand, Dior held his swaddled newborn Elwing in just the same fashion. The music of Lanthir Lamath masked the words he spoke to her as he named her.

But no distance, no stone walls, no waterfall could stop Mandos from hearing both the parents' prayers, and he nodded. The time had finally come, and the menders of Arda had been born at last.


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