1. But a Little While Longer
And it seemed to him, that as he stared out at this lovely place before him, it was transformed. Slowly the stark trees nearest to him blended into one slender pillar of snowy white. The bark appeared as flowing silken robes and the roots became the pale slender feet of a woman. He raised his gaze to see two azure eyes rimmed in a crown of dark lashes peering out of a beautiful round face. Waves of thick dark hair framed her lovely face and came to rest upon her cloaked shoulders. Her bow shaped lips were bent in a curious little smile upon her softly rounded chin.
A small golden flower was tucked casually behind one delicately pointed ear, hidden by her midnight tresses. She was lovelier than the day he had first laid eyes upon her, if such a thing were possible. He softly spoke words in the elvish tongue to the one unseen by any other.
“Arwen vanimelda namarie!” he sighed.
And as he drew breath, a swift yet gentle wind blew from the north, rustling the grasses and trees, carrying away the vision of his love as soft petals upon the breeze. The last of which to fade from his mind was her tender smile as it dissipated into nothingness and again he found himself alone on the hillside. He glanced down at the blossom tucked lightly between his thumb and fore finger, and smiled.
“It is but a little while,” he told himself with a little shake of his head,
“But a little while longer.”
And he left the hill of Cerin Amroth and came there never again as living man.
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