 | I recieved a letter, the hour past. It bore grave news. Telfaras, friend Telfaras; has fallen, in Mirkwood. I--I do not know, what to do. He was one of my dearest friends, and an Officer in my contingent! Oh....oh, such sorrow! And Gwenbur, fair Gwenbur; with child...alone. She knows we, The Malledhrim, will care for her; Telfaras will live on with the child within her womb. Her progeny....it will be strong. I--must make arrangements. His ring, is returned to us; his body not so. He will be remembered. |
