Atlas
"Ennor is remade, but some things do not change." His friend smiled. "You were always indecisive."
Elladan watched the familiar form against the backlit clouds of evening. "And that being so," he said, "I hope you have not come expecting my decision."
"No." As his fist tightened, the other knelt before him. "There is no need, for you will be welcomed whenever you voyage. I promised you that, as I promised to go nowhere without telling you where I would be."
"As you said, the world has been remade since then."
A hand touched his. "And some things do not change."