These Dark Waves by Himring  

The Unsilenced Sea

Voronwe is not sure why it was difficult to turn his back on the Sea—whether he could not tear himself away from it or whether he was afraid at every step away that it would pounce on him, unwatched, and drag him back into its dark towering waves.
Ulmo wishes him to return with Tuor to Gondolin, but Osse does not.
But they walk east and the roar of the ocean slowly recedes—during the day. At night the sea whispers in his ears as if it was enmeshed in his own hair. Is it the same for Tuor?

Chapter End Notes

Poem prompt:

the scent of the unsilenced sea would linger on / in these dark waves
(From: Charlotte Mew, The Forest Road)

The main title is also taken from this prompt.