33. Under a Swift Sunrise
Today's Challenge (Day 24):
Write a story or poem or create artwork using one or more animals as symbols, omens, or metaphors.
Under a Swift Sunrise
When he begins dreaming of seabirds calling, he knows not why – the sea-longing's half an Age past; yet he's restless.
One night he leaves the trees, rides by starlight through the Calacirya down to Alqualondë. Before dawn he's on the quayside.
As the clouds turn rose-gold he glimpses something, silhouetted against the rising sun; strains to see to the horizon. It draws closer; a grey ship...
The Elf standing in the bows doesn't wait for the gangplank to be lowered. The moment they nudge the quay, he vaults the rail and pulls Legolas into his arms:
"My son. My son!"
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