Estel's Guardian: 1. Estel's Guardian  Reader Toolbox   Log in
for more tools  1. Estel's Guardian  He stood at the edge of the
ring, watching, waiting. Already so many tales had been told,
things he didn't know, things he didn't want to know. Already he
had shaken in anger, cried in grief, and simply screamed. How
could it have come down to this? All the elves and mortals and
Maiar who made up Vairë's tapestries, all could have altered
things, prevented this. Yet now he watched, as his last direct
heir was challenged for his throne, a throne he was not greedy
for. Listened helpless as the men began to argue, ignoring sane
advice  "I will take it..."  Silence fell, as though a mantle
had just been dropped over the mouths of all speaking.   The
hobbit, an adult to his adan mind but a child to his elven one,
had stepped forward. Gradually reactions shifted across the
faces of those gathered. The Maia stepped forward, still holding
his guise of an old man. Eyes flicked from side to side in the
council, each wond