Maitimo
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"Maitimo…" The sad sound of the hesitating voice cut
through his rage,
it removed the red haze in front of his eyes, and it turned the world
back into its colorless grey.
"Macalaure." The answer sounded short, cold and
heartless, and he did
not recognize his own voice.
"They are twins, Maitimo..."
"I know." He knew why his hand had hesitated. The
faces looking up to
him were painfully alike. Like two other faces that were lost to them
forever, that would never look up again…
"Ambarto… Ambarussa…" His brother spoke the words
that were on his mind
also. The faces of the two children changed, their hair turned red like
his.
"I know." How could a voice so heartless now sound
so soft?
"Oh Maitimo, what are we to do?" His brother's voice
was a mere whisper.
"I do not know." his voice sounded raw, broken. His
world had changed;
it had lost its color, its beauty… Fire had consumed it all.
He dropped his blade and stared at Eärendil's
sons once more.
How was he to know what to do?
Was it not proven he made mistakes?
Was it NOT proven?
"I do not know, Macalaure… You decide."
Author's Note:
Maitimo = Maedhros
Macalaure = Maglor
Ambarto & Ambarussa = Amrod & Amras
Earendil's sons: Elrond and Elros.. duh...
Thanks to Niniel for being both my beta and my twin
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