I cannot shake this sadness off me, I'm afraid. I stood apart from my kin for so long, I do not quite remember how to truly interact with others. I thought it was time that I stepped out of that library to go back to having some adventures, some excitement in my life, but since Atto and Ammë sailed back...
Perhaps I am just thinking too much. I made a good decision and I must not falter from it. The sadness of this world compared to where it first began can be unbearable sometimes, but I must admit I am beyond glad to have found such as house as Vanimar. I must push on. Though this world is filled with much evil, sadness, and despair, there is hope yet. I know it. This hope is what keeps me at my post. For though the decision to board a ship for the Grey Havens will be easier, what is more glorifying than staying, watching, and helping this glorious creation defeat the evil that Melkor created?
I must not dwell on sadness. I am not alone anymore. There are others now, who I can reach out to. I have lived a very long life and the cycle is that all things must have an end. Even life itself. I do not know when my flame will be snuffed out, or if it will ever be snuffed out. In the meantime, I shall hope against all hope.
