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aubreymTitle: Hours
Series: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Legolas/Elrohir
Rating: G
Notes: Written forfanfic100 challenge: 006. Hours
“There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined....” The Hours
One might think that to elves, unlike Men, years pass as moments. Betimes 'tis true – but not always. Though millennia have passed since Elrohir's eyes met mine across the courtyard, I remember every hour with perfect clarity. Especially one. Autum in Imladris; trees cloaked red and gold. The air held the promise of snow. He stood alone, gazing through the library window. I came upon him there. He shivered in the empty cold, but did not turn to me. Until I reached out, placed one hand upon his shoulder. Heat flowed between us and I knew – we were not alone.
Series: Lord of the Rings
Character/Pairing: Legolas/Elrohir
Rating: G
Notes: Written for
fanfic100 challenge: 006. Hours “There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined....” The Hours
One might think that to elves, unlike Men, years pass as moments. Betimes 'tis true – but not always. Though millennia have passed since Elrohir's eyes met mine across the courtyard, I remember every hour with perfect clarity. Especially one. Autum in Imladris; trees cloaked red and gold. The air held the promise of snow. He stood alone, gazing through the library window. I came upon him there. He shivered in the empty cold, but did not turn to me. Until I reached out, placed one hand upon his shoulder. Heat flowed between us and I knew – we were not alone.
