[So brightly that even after he was gone, he cast a deep shadow, which Wilhelm could only stumble around in. He used to think that Elrond was his opposite in almost every way conceivable, but now he's struck by how many of the same contours their lives have traced. Softly, he asks:]
He got what he wanted, then?
[Wilhelm doesn't understand how an elf could become a human, or why an elf would want to trade away his long life, but maybe that part doesn't matter so much. What he understands is that Elros' life, unlike Erik's, didn't end at what should have been only the beginning. But he also wonders if, to Elrond, it felt cut short anyway.]
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[So brightly that even after he was gone, he cast a deep shadow, which Wilhelm could only stumble around in. He used to think that Elrond was his opposite in almost every way conceivable, but now he's struck by how many of the same contours their lives have traced. Softly, he asks:]
He got what he wanted, then?
[Wilhelm doesn't understand how an elf could become a human, or why an elf would want to trade away his long life, but maybe that part doesn't matter so much. What he understands is that Elros' life, unlike Erik's, didn't end at what should have been only the beginning. But he also wonders if, to Elrond, it felt cut short anyway.]