1. Harmony - by Tanaqui
Elrond looked up from fingers drawing melodies out of his harp like ripples on a stream. Birdsong trills were skylarking from the flute into which his brother breathed life.
Their gazes met. Then Elros glanced over to where another leant against a tree, his rich voice rolling out over the forest, telling of other woods he might wander no more. With unspoken signal, the brethren stilled their music.
After a moment Maglor, too, faltered. He turned, frowning. “Why--?”
Elros smiled. “We would rather hear you without the distraction of trying not to mar your performance with our own fumblings.”
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Great was the sorrow of Eärendil and Elwing for the ruin of the havens of Sirion, and the captivity of their sons, and they feared that they would be slain; but it was not so. For Maglor took pity upon Elros and Elrond, and he cherished them, and love grew after between them, as little might be thought….
The Silmarillion, Quenta Silmarillion, Ch 24, Of the Voyage of Eärendil and the War of Wrath
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