In a few days I shall be once more leaving Imladris. What used to be a solemn ceremon with great sorrow of heart to leave such a blessed place, is now one I feel I look forward to. It is a strange feeling... Some time I have now spent here, finding consolement in the many books of Lord Elrond's library. Yet, it is not longer the same. The books does not give me the comfort they used to. Perhaps it is my worries for my beloved, whom travels beyond my reach. Perhaps it is the terrible feeling of pain of Hiril Rildheldiel's broken promise to me... I am now at a crossroads. There are two choices which I must now decide between. One is to abandon my pledge of support to Hiril Rildheldiel, and return her pendant to her, thus allowing me the time I will need to search for my beloved. The other is to uphold my pledge of support, and trust in my beloved to return safely to my embrace. Both of these I feel pain me greatly, for in one I will too forsake a promise, to pursue my own selfish ideals. As with the other I will uphold my promise, and leave my beloved to face the dangers of her road alone. If I could only know where she is to be found...
Should I decide to break my promise, and seek only my own selfish needs and gains? Or should I uphold that which I have promised, and do nothing but hope she will return to me unharmed... I could weigh these against eachother, and have already done so many a time, yet no answer has presented itself...
My stay here in Imladris is coming to a close. Perhaps I shall attend one last gathering in the Hall of Fire?... Until then, I shall make up my mind. Hiril Rildheldiel shall know of my decision before I leave.
