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Date Posted: 20:35:37 06/27/03 Fri
Elladan was at his side instantly trying to rouse his foster-brother, but to no avail. Elrohir paced restlessly, desparate to search for his sister but knowing he couldn’t leave whilst things were like this. When Elladan rejoined him, the same look was in his eyes as it dawned on both of them that in the absence of Celeborn they were the Lords of Rivendell, and all their people had. They were going to have to take responsibility, whether they were ready for it or not.
“You go,” Elladan finally said quietly, “I’ll stay here and organise things.”
Elrohir embraced him mutely, knowing how much it must have cost his twin to agree to remain here, powerless. Wordlessly he communicated his thanks, then signalled to a few of their best warriors to accompany him on the search. “The others will be of better use here.”
Stooping to Aragorn’s motionless figure, he settled his folded cloak under his head and carefully brushed hair off his face. “He’ll want to follow, won’t he? Tell him I’ll leave signs for him – and not to worry about her. I won’t let anyone hurt her.” Grimly he added, “Don’t let him do anything stupid Elladan. That’s my prerogative.”
Elladan watched his brother leave, and turned back with an aching heart to what remained of his home. Although the flames had been fierce, several of the buildings appeared to have survived. “Spread out,” he ordered the group of elves who remained. “See if there’s anyone still alive. Bring out those who aren’t; they must be buried.”
He moved to help himself, pausing only to wrap a rough bandage around his burnt arm. After a scarce few minutes, a call rang out.
“We’ve found Lord Celeborn!”
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