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tar_minyatur ([personal profile] tar_minyatur) wrote2017-11-13 01:51 pm
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And love grew between them, as little might be thought

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Elros Tar-Minyatur ruled the Númenóreans for four hundred years and ten. For to the Númenóreans long life had been granted, and they remained unwearied for thrice the span of mortal Men in Middle-earth; but to Eärendil's son the longest life of any Man was given 



Have an idea for things you want to do with Elros? Hit me!
loveathousandyearsgone: (Kindest of all)

[personal profile] loveathousandyearsgone 2017-12-04 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
He leans comfortably against his brother, leaning his head against Elros' despite still pink ears and cheeks.

"They keep me on my toes," he answers fondly. Suddenly he doesn't mind his brother's teasing. "Celebrian is...light." So he'll add fuel to the fire of brotherly torment. "My twin sons cause just about as much havoc as we did, and Arwen makes every effort to appear sweet and innocent- all the way up until you realize she's encouraging her brothers to do worse!"
loveathousandyearsgone: (Gentle laughter)

[personal profile] loveathousandyearsgone 2017-12-06 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
A little pang- he knows his brother never gets the chance to meet them. But he can talk about them, that will have to be enough.

Elrond laughs softly and nudges his brother pointedly. "We both do, Elros." So there!
loveathousandyearsgone: (Over the shoulder)

[personal profile] loveathousandyearsgone 2017-12-07 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"That means nothing," he retorts, grinning faintly.

"Especially now when you have yet to meet them!"
loveathousandyearsgone: (Gentle laughter)

[personal profile] loveathousandyearsgone 2017-12-07 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
He chuckles, nudging his brother.

"Shall I write vivid accounts of their behavior then?"
loveathousandyearsgone: (Over the shoulder)

[personal profile] loveathousandyearsgone 2017-12-07 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
"You already do!" Elrond retorts lightly.