Letter to my sons|
TA 2933 The journal of Elrond.
You have just set out once again on your quest for revenge. I wish that you would not do so, I wish that you did not feel guilty for what happened to your mother. Neither of you have inherited the gift of foresight from me. If it was anyone, it was I who should have seen that there was trouble brewing.
You have no idea how much it hurts me to see you in so much pain. To see you come home beaten or broken, in more ways then one. To have to heal you more times then I can count. Do not think my worry for myself, it is for you that I worry. You are headed for destruction young ones. The destruction of your souls. I fear for you and the hurt this is causing you. I fear that you will go to far and kill yourselves from the inside out. But I worry most of all that one of you will come home carring the other, or that you wont come home at all. I fear that those foul beasts will capture you and do to you what they did to your mother. Come home and stay home my sons. I would give anything for you to come home.
TA 2951 The Journal of Elrond
I cant believe that soon I will be telling you who you really are. It has only been eighteen years since you arrived in Imladris to stay with us. I remember the day the twins brought you here. You caused much to change around here Estel, the twins laughed the day you came here. Laughed! It had been many years since their pranks and laughter had filled the halls. All those years ago all I wanted was To have Glorfindel or Erestor storm into my office complaining that the twins had dyed their hair. Or even colored their clothes. Thats how desprate I was. Then you came along and changed all of Rivendell. Within three days the twins had changed from beings bent on revenge and slaughter to cooing over the baby boy that they held in their arms. They could never agree on whose turn it was to hold you, change your diaper or to give you a bath. Glorfindel, Erestor and myself were no better. Everytime you had a nightmare or were scared they were there for you. It is so hard for me to now shatter your world and tell you that you have been living a lie. Please forgive me for holding out on you so long. I guess that we all did need you for our "hope" as long as possible. I hope you can find it in your heart to still call us ada and gwador to you.
I love you Estel,
forever your Ada,