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“When you arrive in Valinor, I will tell you a secret.” Her gray eyes seem knife-sharp in the pale night. Her travel-cloak billows around her.
“... But how will I find you again?” Glorfindel asks.
“I will stay on the Lonely Island and wait for you.”
She vanishes into the cold night breeze without another word.
Years pass.
Glorfindel walks on the beach until he sees her figure, sitting sideways on the rocks. She meets his eyes, smiling.
“Your secret, my lady?” he asks. The dusk suits him.
She leans in and gently and lightly captures his lips in a kiss.