All these hands: 2. Big Hands

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2. Big Hands

The city shone white like crystal Tirion. This was my first time here and father led me to the Tower of the King. Belthil glimmered silver, and Glingal, golden, like mother’s hair; the trees, which he wrought himself.

“Here, at last we shall find happiness, Itarildë.”

I saw the love in his eyes for his new kingdom and the hope for our future. I gently squeezed his hand, which was still bigger than mine, despite my years.

In all times, I know father will always be there, to break my fall and wipe away my tears, to hold my hand.

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

Story Information

Author: Elithien

Status: Reviewed

Completion: Complete

Era: 1st Age

Genre: General

Rating: General

Last Updated: 11/21/03

Original Post: 11/06/03

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