As I look to the horizon I see the fields I have to ride across to get to my end destination. The weather is not fair to me, it seems to keep raining most of my traveling days. Determined as I am, I wont let this slow me down. I got a fast horse and a light packing which makes me able to keep a steady pace. For now I let my horse rest and I will rest some as well.
I know I turned away from my family, headed to another direction and that they of course now are aggitated and disapointed. All this is something necesary for the future. All their hate and all their frustration will be worth it. I know it. I wont look back now and I do not regret anything. It is in the past.
My sister considers me dead. I do not blame her. I betrayed her trust and hurt her. Tora, she is dear to me and hurting her was hard. It hurt me as well but it had to be done.
My father... I do not know what he thinks of me know, or what he will do. As the commander of one of the sections in the citadel guard, I guess he will have to hide this entire situation for now. Maybe that is why he is still in Bree and has not returned to Minas Tirith. Covering this all under his cloak.
As the youngest, I was expected to be married of to another house while my older sister would inherit ours. The burden of being first born and knowing she would inherit it all, must have been hard.
Sister, all those years I saw you struggle to keep your promise to father. The evenings I saw you cry in pain as your hands were full of blisters from training. The nights where you were out in the garden training though your hands were bleeding and your muscles screamed for rest. No sleep, determined to live up to fathers hopes. Did he ever think of your pain? Did he even know? You were always smiling, even when you were crying inside.
Tora, you were always there for me. Even when you found out about my secret, you hid it, risked your own hide to save mine.
Now it is my turn. It has all changed. I will take on the burden. All of it.
I will tear it down. And bring it with me, away from you and father.
Even if you both will hate me for ever, I will always have you close to heart.
I will let you have this page as a letter....Some day, not now. When all is settled, when I am gone from your lives. Maybe then....
