Silmarillion: A Distant Future

Chapter Thirty-Seven

A Month Later...

Maglor looked up as he heard a knock at the door. "I got it," he said to his family (at least the ones who heard the knock). Over the past month Alton got Maglor and family a home that wasn't just a few extra rooms in their headquarters. The home was just an hour away from the town that was nearby so the privacy was nice. It was also beyond very nice of Alton to get them a house that was of a very nice size. When he got to the door he was slightly surprised to see that Xander standing outside there.

"Xander? What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Well you know how a month ago that whole thing happened with...you know?" Xander asked being his normal vague self.

Maglor sighed and said, "Yes. I know,"

"Well. Long story short I came for a short visit to say hi and telling you my partner and I are going to Valinor to figure something out." Xander said.

Maglor just blinked and shook his head. "You know I am not surprised anymore about things you tell me. Well, at least not after the Black Plague ended." He said.

"I did apologize for that." Xander replied.

"I know. I know, well come on in," Maglor said as he stepped to the side and let Xander stepped inside. They walked into the living room where the twins where playing Mairo Kart on their switch. They also convinced Feanor to join in the game as well. Not to far away from where they were playing their game Maedhros was playing a card game with Elliot and Fingon.

"Where is everyone else? Since I do want to explain where I am going. I want to ask if anyone wants me to deliver a message if I can." Xander said.

Maglor nodded and was quiet for a moment. He then said, "Rowan is upstairs having a session with Curufin. Celegorm is in his room debating which pets he wants since our father limited the amount of animals he'll want."

Xander laughed a bit and asked, "What about Caranthir and Aegnor."

"Caranthir is in his room and Aegnor is in the kitchen. Wait here, I'll gather everyone up." Maglor said. Xander gave a bit of a nod and Maglor walked up the stairs. After just ten minutes Maglor managed to gather everyone to the living room. Everyone sat around as Xander explained the information they had about how the enemy they had been dealing with is headed to Valinor. They had a few theories why but they still were not sure. He then explained about over the past month he found a way to get to Valinor and he'll be headed their in a few days with his partner.

"Since I'll be leaving in a few days I'll be happy to take a message if everyone has one." Xander said finishing up what he was telling them. He looked around at all of them and each elf just exchanged quiet looks.

"I think you should come back in a few days. By then I think everyone will have something for you or someone would put something together," Rowan said first as he saw everyone's expression. Xander nodded and then checked his phone as it buzzed. He gave a groan as he racked a hand through his hair.

"Well. Okay then, I shall be back in a few days. Now excuse me while I just inject myself with an unhealthy amount of adrenaline...or you now make a small doomsday device that could wipe out a small country." Xander said as he stood up and walked out the door.

"Uh...did he mean that?" Asked Fingon with slight concern.

"You know with Xander I never know," Maglor said. Fingon just frowned and looked at Aegnor but he was busy thinking about what he wanted to say. Everyone was. They all wanted to say something to someone there. Rowan and Elliot left the room to speak privately and most likely write up a letter for their family. Slowly either they went to their room or they went back to what they were doing before hand.

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It was much later that into the night when Rowan looked up as he heard a soft knock on his door. He stood up and wasn't too surprised to find Feanor standing on the other side. He stepped aside allowing Feanor to come in.

"I am sorry for coming to you this late," Feanor said shortly.

"It's fine. Just working on an email," Rowan replied as he sat down at his desk.

"I-" Yet Feanor stopped himself and looked away silently. Rowan turned and looked at him carefully. After a long moment of silence Rowan asked, "You want to send something?"

"I have no clue what I should say. From the...work you have done with me and the time I spent trapped there. I have a clearer understanding of..things. Yet, how can I write to someone who I never meant to hurt?" Feanor asked.

"Write from your heart then. Forget logic or reason, just let yourself write." Rowan said. "Don't put in a filter. Just write what you feel and when your done look it over. If you want to you can send it or you can keep that for yourself and write another one with more of a filter."

Feanor nodded and said, "Alright...thank you...Elrohir."

Rowan paused and looked at Feanor. "Did Maglor ask you to do that?" He asked.

"Yes," Feanor replied.

"That's it. He's going to get it," Rowan said glaring angrily but there was slight amusement in his eyes. Feanor smiled slightly but before he left he gave one last look at Rowan who was checking something on his phone.

"Why do not go by your given name?" Feanor asked.

Rowan stopped and lowered his hands. He gave a soft sigh and said, "After Aragorn and Arwen...Elloit and my brother and sister died. We said goodbye to our nephew and his sisters. We then left the known regions of middle earth and traveled around. Slowly time moved around us and as that happened we found it hard to use our real names. Even know we find it hard, not since we don't consider you or the others family. It's just-"

"-not the same?" Feanor finished.

Rowan gave a soft nod as he sat back in his chair. "I do understand that. As much as I despised my step family and was angry at my father for continuing a new life...I do or did consider them family to some extent at least. Yet, it's not the same as somehow who you grew up with your whole life." Feanor said as he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed by Rowan.

"Yeah." Rowan replied. "Not the same...you know history said your greed drove you to madness. It seemed to forget you did have a heart and have an understanding of the world."

"Yes...it did," Feanor said. Rowan brushed a tear away from his face, he turned to Feanor but a loud crash from downstairs interrupted him. There was then a loud "SORRY!" followed an a few angry shouts about trying to sleep and how late it was. Followed by a long stream of silence then a voice calling out asking in shock about the time.

"So. I guess things haven't changed much," Rowan said.

"No. They have not," Feanor replied with a smile and a shake of his head. He stood up and wished a goodnight to Rowan before he left and headed back to his own room. Once he got there he pulled out some paper and a pen. He sat there for a long moment before he started to write.

'My dearest Nerdanel...'