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The Parting Gift

The farewell between Maglor and his foster-sons.

MEFAwards 2006: 2nd Place - Times: First Age: Fixed-Length Ficlet


Maglor turned the last tuning peg a fraction, strumming the string to test the pitch. Its pure tones filled his workroom. With sensitive fingers he glided over the frame, feeling for any tension now it was fully strung. Both satisfied and melancholy at being done, he exited, carefully cradling the instrument.

The twins were both already mounted, but Elrond lingered, waiting for him. Despite everything...

But for once, all words failed the greatest singer of the Noldor. He could only hand over his gift and hope that in the long years to come, the silver harp would speak for him.


- “For Maglor took pity upon Elros and Elrond, and he cherished them, and love grew after between them, as little might be thought...” (Silm, Of the Voyage of Eärendil and the War of Wrath)
- “Elrond wore a mantle of grey and had a star upon his forehead, and a silver harp was in his hand...” (RotK, The Grey Havens).

12.06.06 B-drabble for Curuevo, who asked for a scene with Glorfindel, Ecthelion or Maglor. It is also the explanation of a brief allusion in “Crossing towards Sunrise”, and a companion drabble to “Coda”.


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