Screams. Blood. Unmoving bodies. They are all everywhere. Elmarë was running out of places to hide, and it seems impossible to escape.
She hastily grabbed each hand of her brothers, dragging them along with her as they ran across the archway.
Elmarë paused in her steps and ran to the nearest corpse to take his sword, before resuming her run. She ran and ran and ran. Until she bumped into someone's armor-covered chest.
Elmarë tensed before she fled, making her way to the nursery room.
A shout was heard, rushing footsteps sounding behind her alerting her of a company chasing her and her brothers.
Elrond stumbled as he ran, and Elmarë swiftly carried him to continue their run. She panted and slammed the nursery's door open before slamming it close again.
"Move with haste, Elrond, Elros. Hide in the cabinet," Elmarë instructed in a whispher.
"Muinthel?" Elrond questioned, confused as to why his sister didn't come to hide with him and his brother. Sister?
Elmarë shook her head, "Hide now, Elrond."
But it was too late.
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silverstar, the silmarillion
Fanfiction' the moments might be gone, but i'm here to stay.' unknown occurings that happened during eärendil's children hostage under the sons of fëanor, maedhros and maglor. ❪ the third kinslaying - war of wrath ❫ ❪ oc x oc ❫ ❪ book i on silver series ❫ ❪ @...
