Approaching Rivendell by Ysilme

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Life

This is a follow-up of sorts to chapter/drabble 18.


21. Life

(Prompt 87: Life )

Gently crading the tiny being to this chest, Elrond hurried over the courtyard. He hoped it was not to soon - barely a moon had passed since Erestor’s little companion had gone. But this one needed help badly: the sickly runt of a large litter, and his mother not having enough milk.

Erestor took a step back when he saw who was at his door, and what he carried.

“Elrond, do you not dare -”

“I need somebody to care for this little one. He is ill, and his mother cannot cope. Can you take him?

Erestor nodded, already convinced.


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