2. A Final Toast - by IgnobleBard
He was old now, his dark hair shot through with grey, his step slow and lacking the fluidity of his youth, but his smile could still light Arwen's heart. He was her first love, teacher and protector, her big brother, Elladan.
"A toast, to absent friends," he said, raising his glass, resting his other hand affectionately on her shoulder.
Arwen's eyes glittered with unshed tears. "So many gone," she said, raising her glass as well, "except for you, the one constant in my life. To you, Elladan."
They drank. Elladan smiled his perfect smile.
It was their last time together.
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