Title: Love Letter to Fornost
Author: Marty
Characters: Erestor, Glorfindel
My Dearest Fin,
Before now, I never gave much thought to how much letters from home
must mean to those who were on patrol at the borders…and how much it
means to those of us who wait for someone’s return. Especially now, when
you are so very far away. I know full well what you face at Fornost, and
wait ever for hopeful news, but even more for the day of your
homecoming.
I feel Elrond would approve, so I have taken the liberty of changing
the ‘rule’ of keeping correspondence to a minimum due to the uncertain
nature of said missives; and the possibility of letters possibly falling
into the wrong hands…I trust Elbereth to prevent such an occurrence.
Elbereth herself is probably very surprised to hear so much from me
lately…but I find myself calling upon Her often in request for your
protection. Strange how such things become more personal when one
realizes how much they have to lose. Please do not think I doubt your
abilities, for I do not…It is highly unlikely you would be called upon
again for such a sacrifice as you made in Gondolin, but I feel the need
to ask that you be spared any injury, simply because I cannot bear to
think of you in pain.
You asked a question of me immediately before you left, and the
immensity of it left me standing in the courtyard staring after you long
beyond your departure.
You held my hands in your own, and your endearing shyness struck
straight to my heart; leaving me speechless. After all these long years
of friendship, of shared joy and pain, I had not thought to have
anything for myself, and the shock of it kept me still. I would have
given you my answer then; but the call came, and you were gone.
You asked me to think upon whether I would consider you as more than
a friend.
Dearest Fin, I have done nothing but think since you left. I never
realized how important you are to me until I faced the very real
possibility of losing you. I wish I were there with you, to tell you
these things face to face. I understand the necessity of my being here
if the worst should happen. Elrond needs me, but it does not change my
wishing to be at your side.
I would make a small confession, hoping you would not think me
foolish…
Last night, I slept in your bed. I could no longer bear to wander the
halls ever looking for your presence, and so I went to your rooms, just
to be among things that say Fin to me. I did not realize how much it
would affect me, but the rooms hold your scent. Before I knew, I was
curled up on your bed; hugging your pillow. I do not mind saying that I
wish it had been you, instead. Does this seem forward of me in answer to
such a simple question as you have asked? I find myself wondering if the
years of merely daydreaming (for I can admit this now) of something more
between us have somehow led me to presume too much. In light of such a
new beginning, I can only hope not.
I know the tone of this letter does not reflect any portion of skill
for someone noted for his eloquence; but I find myself incapable of
speaking any way other than from my heart…a heart I willingly and
joyfully place in your keeping. And so, my dearest friend and newfound
love…the answer to your question is, and shall forever be…yes.
I do love you…and watch always for your returning.
Res