Challenge: Ironmongery

Prompt: Hammer

Reforged

     The ring of hammer on steel carried clearly to the porch. A muted red glow lit up the space before Imladris's forge. 

      Elrond sighed deeply. So much uncertainty surrounding those he loved... So lost in thought was he that he did not notice the ellon behind him until a hand rested on his shoulder.

     "He'll be all right, Elrond. You've taught him well."

     "Have I?" Elrond asked, uncertainty lacing his words. "Is he really ready for this?"

     "He must be," Glorfindel answered. "He is our is our last and best hope."      

     Far below, the smith emerged, and raised Anduril in salute