I love this idea of Mordor being reclaimed by Nature- the gree grass and rivers, the weeds and regeneration. Lovely idea. Great litte fic.
So much hurt and pain in Middle Earth, I thought Mordor deserved a chance to redeem itself. It isn't ready for humans yet, it might never be. But it isn't the land of horror anymore either. So thank you for commenting, I wasn't sure about "this little piece" when I posted it.
I enjoyed this story. I hope you continue it and we get to see what they see as they explore this recovering land.
I haven't anything planned specifially but this isn't going to be the last Sons of Elrond fic, I promise you that. Especially not when there're interested readers.
I really like the image of the twins riding into Mordor, totally unaware where they areand how the land has changed.
Although it's hard to imagine that they lived for 2.000 years between humans. I would expect them to miss their family and friends after some time.
I wondered as well if 2,000 years aren't a bit much, but on the other hand ... they've time. And the twins spend the entire 3rd Age fighting in one way or another. So I think they tallied a bit, took a detour here and there despite missing their family. But sailing is so final and I think they weren't quite ready to let go yet.
but thanks for sharing your thoughts with me.
It has all your usual unusualness. Your stories always challenge me to think about things differently. I loved the idea that Elves, in death, are just as resistant to decay as they are in life. Makes perfect sense.
And that "Mordor" as such only existed in the memory of the Elves in the end and when they went so did the identity of the place.
Most of this story is related to a what-if documenation called "Future without people". It's just amazing how fast nature takes back entire cities, once humans aren't around anymore to take care of it. So I always wondered, ... what kept Morder free of people, plants and life in general? In Arda exists the concept that land etc. can be tainted, so I kind of thought that Elves are partly to blame at least. They mourned Oropher and Gil-galad, cursed Morder and Sauron ... and perhaps the power behind their emotions made sure that nothing ever grew there again. Their memory kept Mordor alive. With the majority gone, I guess Aragorn refused just to let it fester in front of his door step.
But thanks for reviewing. I had this piece sitting on my disk for a while and didn't quite knew what to do with it.