Prompt #19: In your time of need who will you turn to?
There has only ever been one that I have turned to in my hours of need (and there have been many such hours). It might surprise you to know that it would not be my beloved Findekano; although the bond between us is strong and our love for one another us unbreakable, he would not be a reliable source of support in such times. For one thing, we were not able to be together for as much as we wanted. In all the centuries we never managed more than one unbroken year together.
No, the one who was always there for me wasn't Findekano, it was my brother Macalaure. From the day he was born, to the day I died, we were together almost constantly. To begin with I was there for him; Macalaure was a nervous and rather frail child and I spent much of my time taking care of him and offering comfort to him when he was distressed. Still, he grew into a fine and strong soldier, and after I was brought down from Thangorodrim it was he who nursed me from my injuries. The necessity of war often took us in different directions but we would always come back together, and after Findekano's death we spent barely a day, or a night, apart. He would always hold me and comfort me when I could not sleep for the nightmares, when I could not speak for weeping. We raised two foster-sons together. His voice was the last thing I heard before I died.