Vanimar

Meadow breeze

((Melody:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwIDPnEHGdY)

I see you, even if it's just a memory.
Your face, fades away,
I hear you, even if it's my imagination
your voice, far away.

...I Anglachelm of Gondolin, In search of my sister and fate has ever been on my tail, had gone east some years ago. For those who were lucky to not hear the most disturbing of news, i apologise greatly now as they too will learn what happened.

Dear Father,

Recent events in my life have taken their toll on me, through no bad intention I have badly let down my Lord Veryacano, a journey of great importance to him did not fair well and to a greater extent it was my own doing.

The moon was full and hung low in the sky the night Anglachelm left Falathorn. Ina watched it for long moments from her front garden, listening to the gentle sound of the river as it tumbled past her house. Somewhere, not yet too far, he was travelling under that same moon. The thought of that should bring her comfort, and maybe it would one day, but now. Not yet. Her grief was still to raw.

The great Doriath, kingdom of the grey elves, was in ruin. The Feanorian Noldor came, reclaiming what they though was theirs. Easy it was for them to reclaim a silmarils from their lesser kinsmen. Afraid they were  to go and claim it from the crown of Morgoth... While a mortal man did it out of love, to obtain a far greater jewel.

I haven't been able to rest, my heart is not in peace, the whole night I have been walking in the fields in Imladris carrying a Lily.. I sung a song about hope and happiness, but my heart mourns and again the sadness has overwhelmed me.

I have never written down my thoughts before, this is the first time I do...