Small Thoughts Can Help

Strange, how small, almost momentary thoughts can grant me a measure of rest.

With so much on my mind about what has happened, about what we do now...how to ensure we are safe in the future, yet that we do not live in a cage....those tiny distractions are welcome. It is almost like burying my head in a good book for ten minutes. My thoughts feels clearer afterwards. 

Strange, that my latest distraction was a memory of Ruineth, back in Imladris, that it was a hint of an action that moved me.

She has little reason to care about me. I understand that. But it is my hope we can at least be civil, one to the other. In due course, perhaps we may even become acquaintances that can spend time together? And though she was still curt with me when I told her of the attack on our home and the slaying of Aearlinn, she had made to move towards me, to offer comfort and understanding it had appeared. 

She did not complete the move, but the thought was there. For a few moments I entertained the idea of welcoming her here, once all was rebuilt. I thought that I would like it if there could be more understanding between us. 

(Picture by Estarfin)