Deeds in Days of Old by janeways

Chapter 3: Maglor // Miracles

“Ada, come home,” says his son. The only sound is the crashing of waves on the shore, and then:

“How did you find me here?” Maglor’s voice is hoarse, and when he speaks, it cuts like seagrass. (Maglor does not know where “here” is. The sea had called to him, and he had followed.)

Elrond does not have an answer. The stars had beckoned, and their light had guided him here.

So he leans down, puts his arm around Maglor’s shoulder, and helps him up. Together, they begin the journey home, and above, the morning star glimmers in the dawn.