Theirs was the Land of Gift - a haven safe from the evils of the Dark One - where they grew wise and fair. They had learned their lessons well - or so I thought. But memories, like their lives, proved too short.
Now they harken to a new mentor - one who broke faith with me. And in my heart I know that once again they will learn their lessons well.
A/N: This drabble was inspired by a piece of fanfiction I’ve been batting around for the new member’s challenge - Events in Middle-earth from the perspective of any being in Valinor. This may beg the question of what constitutes Middle-earth - Númenórë is, by most, viewed as a place apart. Even so, Eönwë’s close relationship with the Dúnedain is well documented - as is the breech of faith by one of his fellow Maiar.
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