Beware of the Sea

by Jay of Lasgalen

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The wide waters of the Anduin lay ahead, black in the pre-dawn light.    He shivered, recalling Galadriel’s words.  This battle held his death.

Halting, he drew a deep breath of the cold, sea-tainted breeze.  A high, keening cry sounded above, and he stared at the fleeting white shapes wheeling overhead.   Their call delved deep into his soul, severing the peace and tranquillity he had always felt beneath his beloved trees.

The first stirrings of a bitter, lonely longing roused within him.

Perhaps he had mistaken Galadriel’s prophecy, but this was his doom nonetheless.  Alas for the wailing of the gulls!