80. All Ashore
"All ashore," Galion called, tossing the rope to the dock.
Thranduil grumbled at his cheerful tone. Two hours from Mithlond, he'd learned that he was no sailor. He'd been sick or queasy the entire journey, too often tipped over the side.
But he'd made it. Somewhere on either this green isle or the cloud-shrouded land beyond were his wife and son: pieces of his life that he couldn't live without anymore, reasons to live.
"Let's find our loved ones," he replied, shouldering his pack. "And I shall never board another boat again."
"Never say 'never'," Galion laughed heartily. "Lead on."
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