Author: Pentangle

Title: Beginning

A/N According to me, Glorfindel and Ecthelion had been best friends until Ecthelion fell at the Fall of Gondolin.

Years later, in Imladris, a conversation takes place between Glorfindel and Erestor after the name Ecthelion is mentioned in the Hall of Fire. The conversation takes place in the library, late the same night.

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"Chess?"

"Fine."

It was Glorfindel who asked, though his hand paused while reaching for the board and he turned back to Erestor. "You are nothing like him."

"…No… He was silver laughter, a hind's grace, and open and warm as a child's kiss."

"You are cross as crabs."

"I do not deny it."

"Starched and inflexible."

"True."

"Straight-laced."

"Yes."

"Funereal in dress and expression."

"Always."

"Sarcastic."

"Undeniably."

(Long pause) "May I call you my friend?"

"Why?"

"I need one. One who cares nothing for fables and myths."

"'Your life is no myth, but you are still a fool."

"You see? I need that."

"I can insult you without friendship."

"With friendship, 'tis no insult, but needed truth."

"You have known me an Age. Why now?"

"I was not aware there was a deadline."

"You have many friends."

"I have many admirers."

"I have neither."

"Then have me."

Pause. "Why?"

"Because with you I need not smile and smile and smile."

"No other reason?"

"Many. For one: horses and small children trust you."

"Must we embrace? Be maudlin?"

(Laughs) "Nay!"

"Then I will be your friend. (pause) I feel odd. (longer pause) Almost new."

"Why?"

"I am a friend."

"And you have one."

"…Yes…quite new. (pause) What now?"

"Chess?"

"Fine."

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