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We’re over halfway at this point! For the POV of a teacher/mentor, I chose Elrond and set it canonically...after the quest...so yeah...angst ahead!
Reminder: You can make requests on the POVs I have left, and the masterlist can be found here.
Elrond did not agree with Gandalf’s plans to include the halfling. He couldn’t see much, but he did see that the poor little hobbit’s heart would be forever scarred by this adventure. So he offered Rivendell as refuge in the hopes that Bilbo would stay, and if he did not, then he would know there was a safe place for him to return. It was almost a year before Elrond saw him again.
In the dead of winter just surpassing the latest storm, Bilbo and Gandalf rode up upon the hill. The hobbit looked leaner, more worn, and bore a weight that only comes from loss. He turned his inquisitive gaze to Gandalf, and he knew instantly that this quest did not have a happy ending. A tale for later, no doubt.
Elrond wasted no time in making sure his guests were warm, well-fed, and comfortable. The plight of the sons of Durin came days later in a violently sorrowful breakdown on the hobbit’s part. It was...disheartening, to say the least. No matter the impressions he left in his short stay, Elrond would never have wished such an ending on Thorin son of Thrain or his heirs. The best he could do was offer his home for the winter to the hobbit and hope that the healing powers of Imladris would work wonders on the still bleeding wounds on Bilbo’s heart.
For many days after, he did not see Master Baggins. Exhausted from his journey and heartache, he slept in late, and when he did emerge, he was rather good at not being found. In fact, there were times Elrond would catch a glimpse of hairy feet rounding the corner, but when he pursued, they were suddenly gone. As if they (and their owner) had disappeared in thin air. At any other time, Elrond would have been suspicious of magic at play, but...well Gandalf had said many a time that hobbits were rather extraordinary. And perhaps, Elrond truly did not feel up to pushing the fragile creature to give up such secrets while in his state. So he carried on, living with the ghost of the hobbit he had known briefly before, and hoping that Bilbo would feel up to rejoining the living soon.
It was one such sunny, yet chilly day that Elrond happened to find the hobbit perusing his library. His brow was furrowed and he was mumbling to himself as he scanned the volumes on the shelf with increasing annoyance.
“Can I help you, Master Baggins?”
The hobbit nearly jumped a foot in the air as he whirled around on Elrond with large eyes.
“No! That is to say, n-no thank you...milord. I was just…You startled me!”
Elrond chuckled at the accusation. “It was unintentional, I assure you.”
The hobbit huffed before slowly turning back to his task. Elrond watched patiently for a time before Bilbo gave up with a sigh and turned back to Elrond with reluctant eyes.
“I can’t find any more books in Westron. I’ve been borrowing and reading them for a time, but I seem to have...run out.”
Elrond looked carefully and noted the dark circles under the hobbit’s eyes, suggesting many sleepless nights have indeed been whiled away with the written word than face the terrors a subconscious mind can conduct.
“If you go up to the next level, there are more books on the history of the First and Second Ages that have a Westron translation.” He pointed out.
Bilbo flashed him a grateful smile turning to go when Elrond stopped him in his tracks.
“Of course, I could just teach you Sindarin.”
When the hobbit turned back there was wariness in his features. Underneath though was the blossoming curiosity and awe he first remembered seeing upon their meeting.
“I…” Bilbo began before cutting off with a huff, his eyes looking pained for a moment. “I believe a certain Company would threaten to disown me if I accepted. Thank you, for the offer though.”
“From everything you’ve told me about your Company and adventures, I’m not sure if I believe that.” He pushed.
The wariness was stronger now with just a hint of suspicion. For whatever reason, Elrond felt the need to push. Perhaps this small act of sharing his language would free the hobbit from the shadows haunting him.
“Gandalf tells me you have a sharp mind, I would hate to see that wasted on unspoken vows to lost friends.”
Anger swept the face of Bilbo Baggins, and his eyes shone with the gloss of tears. Elrond sighed, afraid he had pushed the little hobbit too far with that one. However, when his gaze settled back on Elrond’s own, the steel of determination had pushed past any other emotions.
“Very well.” He croaked. “If you are so kind as to offer insistently, what respectable hobbit would turn away.”
Elrond chuckled in spite of himself which pulled a small corner of Bilbo’s mouth out of his perpetual frown. They took a seat by the window soaking in the rare show of sun as Elrond grabbed one of their children's books to get started. They hadn’t gotten very far in their lesson, only covering some of the most basic words when Bilbo interrupted him.
“Will it always feel this way?”
Rather startled by the question, Elrond observed his companion closely.
“I’m no stranger to grief.” Bilbo continued. “It was just so...sudden. What if I can’t recover from this one? Just as my mother couldn’t…”
Elrond reached out and took one of the hobbit’s small hands in his own.
“As I’m sure you’ve figured, I am also uncomfortably familiar with loss. Every one feels different. It doesn’t mean you loved less or more, just that you loved uniquely. Grief is rather like an arrow at short range. The first strike is painful and can be deadly. Over time though, the distance gets greater and the arrow misses its mark more and more. It still burns when it hits, but those hits become fewer and farther between. I don’t know the struggles you or Belladonna faced, but I can see that your spirit is strong.”
Bilbo released a watery laugh, and when he looked up at Elrond through his tears, his eyes shined brighter than they had in days.
“You answered ‘yes’ and ‘no’ at the same time.” He pointed out wryly.
It took a moment for Elrond to place the reference, and when he did, he couldn’t help laughing.
“I suppose I did.”
Bilbo shook his head, still rather amused.
“Perhaps I should amend myself to simply say, friends tend to make the wound easier to bear.” Elrond corrected with a soft pat to the hand still in his own.
Bilbo smiled shyly. “Then I should consider myself lucky, Mellon Nin (my friend).”
Elrond has lived for thousands of years, and befriended members from all races at some point in his life. However, the friendship of that hobbit in that moment was enough to warm him completely. A feeling he hadn’t experienced in many years. Yet, was brought out by the most unlikely of creatures in the most unlikely of ways. Gandalf was clearly right about the wonder that was hobbits.
“A friendship I will cherish beyond my end, Bilbo Baggins. Ni 'lassui (Thank you).”
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1k celebration event 🎉
Hello! I hope everyone's having an amazing day/night 🥺💓💞
I wanted to tell you that I just reached 1k followers! 🥺💕💖
Thank you so much to everyone who has read my stories, it means the world to me, the fact that people like what I write makes me feel so happy 😭💕💖💜 I love all of you, thank you so much for all the support you've given to me through all this time, all of you are amazing people who deserve all the love in the world, thank you so much, also I'm really sorry for being a little inactive during the week, the good thing is that my exams are over and now I'm writing again, yes!
I really never thought I would get this far, but thank you so much to all of you 😭💖💞💕
Also I want to do something to celebrate the 1k followers, I've seen that amazing writers have made blurbs, drabbles or ask games to celebrate hitting a milestone, but I still can't decide what to do, so if anyone would like to tell me what you would like me to do, that would be so nice 🥺💖💕 I was even thinking on opening requests again but only for the 1k celebration, if I open them again I think I will be only accepting requests for drabbles, I still don't know 🥺💞💓
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