Lost one
By Niniel
Rating: PG
Summary: An elf writes his parents
Notes: "Barad" means "Lost" in sindarin (among other things)
This was actually written long ago and as a part of a story I was planning then, but I forgot what the story was, and as Sio asked for fics, well, who am I to refuse her grin even if this is more of a drabble, anyway here it is. :)
Enjoy…
Dear Naneth and Ada
I write to you now, though I know you probably don't want anything to do with me now. I know that it's too late now. I know. I know; I chose this path myself, I can blame no one but myself for that. How stupid I was back then, I should have thought about so many things before I left. Thought about how much I love you, how bright the sun looks when it shines in the small glade we used to go to in the summer, how clear the water in the small pond. The problem is I didn't. When I had those things I never stopped to think about them, never stopped for one minute to appreciate what I had, how foolish I was. I regret that now, but what I regret the most is that I never told you how much I love you, how much I have always loved you, it was an unkind way to repay you and I hope that you may some day be able to forgive me, though I understand completely if you cannot. It's strange how you only realize and says those things that really matter once it's too late, almost ironic, don't you think? I should have said all this when I was still living with you, when all I had to do was turn my head to see you, but I didn't and I pay the prize of that now.
Yours forever
barad…
The end