Breaking

The sudden shattering crash of a crystal goblet splintering on the flagstones brought the music and mirth to an abrupt end.  Ripples of stillness spread out across the great hall of Imladris and left in their wake a dreadful hush.

Slowly, all eyes turned to Elrond who stood at the centre of the well of silence.  He was ashen faced, staring blankly into the far distance at some horror which only he could see or sense.  Finally his voice, harsh and cracked with grief and sorrow, broke the echoing silence, and shattered the peace of Imladris for ever.

“Celebrían!”