Restoration & Rebuilding Drabbles by Grundy

A New Start (Celeborn & Celebrían)

I can see in the acorn the oak tree. I see the growth, the rebuilding, the restoring. - Maya Angelou

Galadriel slept.

Celebrían did not.

Celeborn had held many infants before, but none had ever been his.

His daughter watched him with wide, observant eyes, learning his face even as he was learning hers. The golodhrim would no doubt call her a jewel, but to one of Thingol’s folk, an acorn came first to mind.

He had little foresight, but he needed none to see a bright future before her – a childhood in peace and safety, a youth of joy and wonder…

He would do whatever it took to see to it that her path was her own to choose.