4. The Gift
Little Estel tried to see what Elrohir was working on, but no matter how hard he tried, the Elf always managed to shift away. Finally he sat up, a small trinket in his hand. “There,” he announced, “It’s completed!”
“ ‘Ro,” Estel cried, “Let me see it!”
Elrohir laughed and handed over the object. “Here, my little Hope, a gift to you on your birthday.”
It was a beautiful flower, intricately carved from wood.
Estel’s eyes lit up. “Thank you, ‘Ro!” he exclaimed breathlessly.
Elrohir smiled tenderly down at him, and they shared a long hug – a hug between brothers.
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