Galdor was unsurprised that Círdan would see him immediately upon his return from Rivendell, even if it was in the middle of the night.
The Shipwright wasted no time on courtesies. "What was the decision of Elrond's Council?" he asked as soon as Galdor entered.
Galdor's reply was equally abrupt. "It is going East."
"East?" Círdan's expression was guarded, and Galdor wondered what went through his mind.
"To make an end of it."
"Then we can but wait, and guard the Western road, lest it be an evil end." Círdan sighed. "Mithrandir, I hope you are right," he added softly.
Originally written for maeglin's birthday - July 2011
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