Maglor has seen the rise and fall of civilisations since the way to Valinor was lost. Like many other elves he chose to stay in Middle-earth, living a carefree life and loving Erestor until the fateful day that Port Royale fell into the sea. Now all that Maglor has are his memories. Or does he? Could Erestor still be alive?

As Maglor desperately tries to hold onto the memory of the one who loved him, and solve the mystery of his death over 300 years ago, he has events in his own life to consider. As an archeologist, he has access to artefacts uncovered from a new site just off the Cornish Coast, near to where Gildor and Lindir live. One of the objects is too important to let anyone have, so why does he allow his scheming boss to steal it? Will he ever get his professional reputation back? Plus, his cat is acting oddly - could it be possessed?

At the centre of it all, is a ghost that appears in mirrors. It winks at the cat, terrifies the reformed Sauron, and exacts a supreme revenge on behalf of the one he loves. As all the elves come together and meet at Land's End what will happen next? Will prophecy be fulfilled? And what of the ones they leave behind?

Sauron gleefully recounts more of his recollections of life in Valinor. His friend, Elrond, is looking forward to a ship arriving in the harbour. Could Arwen be on board? Meanwhile, little trainee dark lord Erestor likes to watch ships sink.

Gil-galad, his Herald and his SO (Senior Organiser?) are separated from their hunting party by a blizzard and are forced to spend the night in a cave.

 

Mild slash, some silliness, a lot of talking. No bear (sorry, Red). Written with love!