Story [Lord of the Rings] As Middle Earth Wept...--Celeborn reflects on Celebrian--

Title: As Middle Earth Wept...
Author: Alatarielf
Characters: Celeborn, Celebrian, Galadriel, Elrond
Summary: Celeborn reflects on Celebrian as she leaves Middle Earth for Valinor
Disclaimer: Tis all Tolkien's




It was raining the day his daughter chose to leave Middle Earth.

Elves dressed in black surrounded him, as if they were attending her funeral. But she wasn?t dying, she was leaving, so instead he stood defiantly dressed in lavender, her favorite color. The elves were crying, tears pouring from their eyes, but Lord Celeborn didn?t cry. As the respected lord of Lothlorien and a dedicated father and husband, Celeborn decided long ago that he needed to be strong for his family and his people. So as his daughter said her good-byes before she boarded the ship for Valinor, he told himself once again that he would be strong today for her?and for himself.

~((*))~

It was raining the day she was born.

Celeborn paced nervously, his fingers laced behind his back while his wife endured the pains of elven labor in the next room. Proving as stubborn as both her parents, his daughter had decided to come into the world fashionably late, delaying her birth for twenty-three stressful hours. Sighing, he sank into his favorite high-backed chair and stared out the window. His kinsman Thingol, had once told him that the rain was Arda?s way of cleansing Middle-Earth. While the incessant ?pitter-patter? of rain only added to his nerves, the thought that the world was purifying itself for his daughter?s entrance encouraged him. A sharp knock brought him out of his reverie and a maid, looking exhausted, burst through the door.

?My lord, your child ??

Before she could finish her statement, he pushed past her into the room where a worn out, yet glowing Galadriel lay in bed, cradling a small lavender bundle in her arms. In three large steps, he crossed the room, kissed her damp forehead, and kneeled beside her, peering into the bundle. Wordlessly, Galadriel bade him hold the baby and albeit awkwardly, he did so, supporting his tiny daughter in his much larger arms.

Gently pushing back the blanket, he first saw the peaceful glazed of a sleeping elf and noticed the unusual pale blue of his little one?s eyes.

Pushing the cover even farther back, he noted the tufts of soft, silver hair, so akin to his own. Slowly, a grin graced his features as he began to realize: his daughter.

He descended beside his wife on the bed and both beheld their child.

?Celebrian,? Galadriel said.

He nodded.

Celebrian?silver queen.

~((*))~

And when he had felt the first few drops of rain, he had hoped that the precipitation would wash away her wounds and troubles, as it had when she was born.

He watched as Celebrian next embraced her husband. Elrond?s tall form shook as he sobbed into his wife?s arms.

For all the resentment that Celeborn held against his son-in-law for taking his precious daughter away, he could not grudge the half-elf for mourning. Elrond had, for the most part, taken care of Celebrian, and had sired three darling elflings, whose visits never failed to bring joy?or at least excitement, to their grandparents? days.

~((*))~

It was raining on her wedding day.

Despite this, however, Elrond had insisted on keeping the wedding date. Rain, he stated was symbolic of change. So, while all of the guests nearly froze to death, the young couple gazed into each other?s eyes and exchanged vows, oblivious of the fact that they were drenched.

?I knew we should have never sheltered that silly peredhil,? Celeborn grumbled to his wife, who looked as though not even the chilly rain could wipe the serene smile from her face.

?What a fickle mind you have hervenn. Was it not you who said that Elrond?s stay at Lorien in the hope that his passive personality would tame our wild daughter?? This much was true, he thought. Celebrian had grown up to be quite reckless: jumping off tall trees and swimming in the freezing cold rivers that laced through Lothlorien.

?That was before I kne

 

Awwwww! So cute!!!

Great job on Celeborn. Especially the bit about him running in with a sword; typical dad.

Fabulous job!

 

Oh wow, that was awesome.

I haven't ever read anything from Celeborn's point of view, and I have to say, you did a really good job of making him seem real.

Great work!

 

Excellent job - very believable characters, with a great show of emotion!

 

So sad!! But so beautiful. Nice addition with the flashbacks

 

beautiful and sad. It made me cry. But nice job