Royal Chief Archivist Note: The following was taken from the journal of Queen Arwen I, the Evenstar of Gondor; published in the Chronicles of Minas Tirith by Her Majesty’s explicit permission
In my mind’s eye I Knew the exact moment My father left this world
I beheld the grey Ship as it unfurled its sails Wind carried westward
“Fare thee well, *Ada!” I whispered, weeping because I was not with him
But only on that Day did I weep for what I Had lost, only then
Never again did I weep for **Nana, Ada Parted forever
Not until this hour, Estel, did I regret the Sweet and the bitter
Indeed was the choice I made both the sweet and the Bitter, so bitter
“What if I had it To do over again?” I Ever ask myself
My choice would not be Any different even To gain Elvenhome
For as Lúthien Had no light without Beren So would my plight be
Even in the Light Of Aman, I would have died For the want of you
This and more said I To Ada, still he bid me “Come West, my daughter.”
Ada was so sure Aman’s light would full heal me As it healed ***Naneth
Healing there was not To be found there for me none Ever without you
And so I renounced The Twilight and embraced a Mortal’s brief lifetime
Learning to live as A mortal was difficult More than expected
But your presence, love, Eased the transition, and made It more bearable
Bearable until This moment when I am faced With the loss of you
In the moment you Declared your intent to seek Sleep with your fathers
As I labored on The Banner of the White Tree Ada did warn me
Saying “Thy time with Arathorn’s son seem will seem all Too brief, too fleeting
As he lies down to sleep Forever, thy heart shall be Utterly broken
In nothing and in No one shall thee ever find Any comfort again
Not even in thy Own children will be able To mend thy torn heart
Thou shalt know only Great despair and sorrow ‘til The end of thy days comes.”
I remember, Estel Gazing into his ageless Wise grey eyes, saying,
“If such a moment Comes, then I will seek out rest In Lothlórien
To Cerin Amroth Will I go and there I will Lay until my soul flees
Flees towards the great Heavens, and into the arms Of my only love
We will then flee the Circles of the World to seek Ilúvatar’s Halls.”
Many in our Realm Would be shocked to discover Their Queen was naďve
Enough to speak such Word without any thought as To their consequence
Yea I am naďve Though I have walked this earth for Nigh three thousand years
Was I naďve to Think the time I spent loving You would be worth the cost?
Nay! Nay! Nay! Estel, Loving you was worth the cost And a privilege
I would hasten to This course again, without a Moment’s hesistance
=== *Ada / Daddy **Nana / Mama ***Naneth / Mother
“If love were a choice, who would ever choose such exquisite pain?” - Anna and the King
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