In my mind's eye I see it,

a place of reverence unmatched

It glowed with the charm of simplicity.

before my life had hatched.

Where we might sleep

without guilt

our palms left

unstained.

I had never touched a sword,

which I may never again claim.

While this place to others

would seem

merely a hamlet, crude

its beauty, I could see

and I loved it well and true.

The hearty laughter,

Honest friends,

festivities and all.

The place I would have

never left.

The place called

Carvahall.

As I approached her burning nest

in her stone, confined.

Only now I realize,

I could have never left her behind.

Many folk

o're the years

long to have what I do

but would their desires falter

if their

mortality was taken, too?

Who wants to live forever,

in their apparent youth, to remain?

They have yet to realize,

you do not escape unscathed.

The burden of the elves

weighs naught for them,

left unregarded

for their kin share it, too,

while mine have all departed.

My one true love,

who brought about my blight

shares it herself

as we unite.

I'm kept from her

her race doomed to die

even as we love, never to part,

the barrier of our species

will always keep us apart.

Who wants to live forever

who can stand to say adieu,

Who dares to live forever

when in the end it's all you do?

I look on at what I once was,

they're oblivious

as they chortle;

They bear the blessing

I long for,

the blessing of the mortal.