[ elrond smiles, soft as summer rain. it washes away all the sorrows. he thinks his father would do. what his lineage would do, withered at the branch as they were, with elrond the last living shoot. ]

It is a story all elves know. Of a seafaring man named Eärendil. He had lived a life of hardship, chased away from his ancestral home of Gondolin. The day and age he lived was parched, forever trying to chase back the dark. Finally, Eärendil committed himself to the seas. To sail the length and breadth of the seas to secure aid.