Title: "This is home!"
Elrond looked back at the trail of Elves following him. Some looked tired. Some were carrying injuries both physical and emotional. The battle had not gone well. Barely escaping, they had suffered great losses. Elrond looked at those who followed him. He could feel their despair, for it mirrored his. He looked ahead and he saw hills. He was drawn forward. Something within those hills beckoned. Wearied and almost beyond hope he had no power to resist. Soon, within a verdant ravine, Elrond dismounted his horse. His boots touched soil and something sang within him. "This is home," he whispered.