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Date Posted: 16:44:16 06/11/02 Tue
The walls of the valley seemed to protecter her, strong and unchanging Rivendell was older than she, and in some ways, wiser. Deep ran the elven magic in the trees, the waters and the very air seemed to ease you.
From where Arwen sat she could see so much of Imladris. The small footbridge which crossed the ford, the great trees, the most delicate flower. So much of it held memories- whether of her family, or the one she truly loved.
There was so much she didn't understand. The very fact that the King could still draw breath after his injuries. The way he had been so loving...The kiss. None of it made sense. You cannot expect to understand love, only to accept the lot it gives you. If her time was over, there was little she could do to could do to change that. She could not make Aragorn love her, even if she had the chance.
Yet she could not control the way she felt either. Elves can choose to love, or not to. She had taken love, and now was paying for every moment she had spent with Aragorn.
What right did he have though, to come into her life, change everything for her, and then to leave her, dying, as if it all meant nothing? But did it all mean nothing to him? That was what hurt. It did. Everything had just been something that you could disguard in moments, and then lie about. It meant nothing.
With those thoughts, another wave of grief swept through her body, and her mind passed again into painful dreams.
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