Not even bloodied hands scraping against rusted iron bars could win the pity of the Valar. Not in this place - no, here, they are obscured from the view of any who could help. She can only make out vague shapes through the blood trickling down into her mouth (or, wait, was it falling from her mouth?

She sits with her books. The one that holds the documentations of events. She begins the process of writing out the letter that she must write in case everything goes wrong. The trials are pending, and she will face the betrayal shard. There is no way to be sure she will come out of it in one piece, and so she writes. First she writes telling each of them how much she cared for them, how precious they are to her. How she has watched them grow and change, even though things havent always been easy. That she would give anything to be there with them now and continue to grow with them.

I don't know where to begin, or what to write first. My heart is so full, I can't settle on just one thought. 

Eduwiges moved for the door, 'You sure seem to know a lot, and then you don’t...' She looked at Lif meaningfully and walked out into the main room to listen to Therendil.

Edu strode out just in time to see the barkeep shrug...and sign a paper.

When whispers of water grow stronger
And maiden drawn to wading
Let Hadrrim seek for blood and ship
Lit up by a hateful smile

The son, the dreams, the husband
The silver vessel, water
These things entwine in haunted ways
In elven mysteries

So much is lost in time and words unspoken
Lips kept sealed in times like this shatters company thought true

I am not sure why I am writing this. Perhaps because its because I have not been able to get the thoughts straight in my head. Arguements and conflictions, emotions that keep coming up and rising up without being able to reason with them. Its foolish, and I should be over them by now. Its irrational and foolish. It was just a stupid kiss.