Disclaimer: nope, not even Arwen is mine…but my love for her and her story is as immortal as the Elves.
Silence of the West
The soft wind blows through her long dark hair
Grayed with the bitter stain of mortality
And a doom beyond the End of the World
Haunts her step
Through the fading land of Lorien
Tears fall slowly down her face
Her heart beats with the pain of loss
And regret
But the west-ways are closed and silent
Save one
The mallorns and the Evenstar are now
Lost beyond recall
Fading into the rivers of long ages past
They wander as lost souls
In the ancient woods on forgotten paths