A/N: Inspired by: ...and they were three mariners who had sailed all the seas besides him: Falathar, Erellont, and Aerandir (Chapter 24, Of the Voyage of Eärendil and the War of Wrath)

Confidence 

(exactly 100 words) 

 "Do you think we'll ever see home again?" 

Falathar sat cross-legged on the white deck, splicing rope. He glanced up from his busy fingers at his friend Aerandir, who had the helm, and replied, "I haven't thought that far ahead, to tell you the truth. We've got to get to Valinor first." 

Erellont handed them waybread and mugs of water. "No one's ever found the way back there." 

Falathar glanced at the Vingilot's prow, where Eärendil stared westward with his arm about Elwing's waist. The seaman tugged on the repaired rope and said, "If anyone can do it, he can."