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Aearwen's Little Bits - Gone
And this little bit of pathos...
Such a little thing - a breath drawn in, and then gently escaping - and yet, so life-altering in power. With that one breath, everything that made this world worthwhile evaporated.
How had her father managed for so long before seeking refuge with her mother? How long would she remain, now that her reason to live had escaped with that one, gentle breath?
She would go home to Lothlorien, home to where they had found each other. There she'd find him again, somehow, beyond the circles of the world.
Arwen rose and turned away, accepting her own mortality at last.
Such a little thing - a breath drawn in, and then gently escaping - and yet, so life-altering in power. With that one breath, everything that made this world worthwhile evaporated.
How had her father managed for so long before seeking refuge with her mother? How long would she remain, now that her reason to live had escaped with that one, gentle breath?
She would go home to Lothlorien, home to where they had found each other. There she'd find him again, somehow, beyond the circles of the world.
Arwen rose and turned away, accepting her own mortality at last.