#eldarion

and the ashes blew towards us (Ao3 link)

“I don’t know when we will come. It may yet be a very long time, or at least what I’ve come to think of as a long time, what with all the mortals I am now constantly surrounded by. In the meantime, I hope that the letters and drawings we have sent will tide you over. If I know of anyone else going west, I shall send more correspondence with them. However, it is rare that anyone goes west anymore and is unlikely I’ll hear about it when it happens.”

A letter from Elrohir to his parents, sent with Celeborn across the sundering sea.

Inspired by 《Rána》（The moon god）, a silmarillion fanfic written by Chorasmia. For thousands of years Elrond had been searching Maglor. Then Arwen. Then Eldarion who finally found Maglor at Tolfalas. People there worship Maglor as the moon god because of silvery light of the Trees in his eyes and his healing power. They call him Rána, the wanderer, instead of his long-forgotten elf name.

'There at last when the mallorn-leaves were falling, but spring had not yet come, she laid herself to rest upon Cerin Amroth; and there is her green grave, until the world is changed, and all the days of her life are utterly forgotten by men that come after, and elanor and niphredil no more east of the sea.'

Here ends this tale, as it has come to us from the South; and with the passing of Evenstar no more is said in this book of the days of old."