A/N: Inspired by: In those days Tuor felt old age creep upon him, and ever a longing for the deeps of the Sea grew stronger in his heart. Therefore he built a great ship, and he named it Eärrámë, which is Sea-Wing; and with Idril Celebrindal he set sail into the sunset and the West, and came no more into any tale or song. But in after days it was sung that Tuor alone of mortal Men was numbered among the elder race, and was joined with the Noldor, whom he loved; and his fate is sundered from the fate of Men. (Chapter 23, Of Tuor and the Fall of Gondolin)



Unexpected

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Elwing joined Eärendil as he examined a Telerin ship moored at the Haven of Alqualondë. "What are you thinking?" 

"My father would have liked her lines," he answered, his eyes shadowed by sorrow. "She reminds me of the Eärrámë." 

She nodded, and when he went to speak to the ship's master, wandered down the pier. She beckoned down one of the gulls that swooped above, as she glanced out at a grey-hulled ship on the sea beyond the harbor's great stone arch. Her eyes widened. "Eärendil! Look!" 

She wept with silent jealousy as he embraced his parents, Idril and Tuor.