A/N:  This was not inspired by any particular words of THE SILMARILLION, but from it overall. I also was drawing a bit from my friend Fiondil's Valar fics here at www.storiesofarda.com which feature Lord Námo.  After reuniting Earendil and his parents last night, I wondered if there might still be a way for Elwing to get to be with her parents one day.  This was the result.

Argument

(exactly 100 words)

In the shadowy hall, Dior stood defiantly before the Lord of Mandos, his fists clenched.  "I will not go.  Not without my wife.  I know that she is here, for I saw her fall beneath their accursed swords beneath the stone trees of Menegroth."

"It is the Fate of Men to die and pass beyond the circles of Arda--," Námo intoned. 

"No," Dior interrupted him.  "I will stay here, in your Halls, until Nimloth and I are reunited."

"She will be reborn and thou may not--" Námo began.

"You don't know my wife.  I'm staying.  So will she."