It all looked the same to me. Crimson painted over my vision, swirling in beautiful patterns. It was killing me. I reached back and I could feel the sword in my back, and it did not bother me. I could not feel pain anymore. I could not feel my heart beat.
The crimson was gone, the sword's pain was gone, and all my emotions were gone. It felt like a lifetime was passing, and yet not a second. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, trapped in a veil of nothingness.
When I woke, I was floating on the sky, among white light. I looked down and saw my love. Tauriel. I stared down, and willed myself to float down. She was staring at the sky, a runestone in her grasp. She was in the elf-kingdom of Rivendell, perched on a rock, staring at the sky. I watched with her as a star streaked against the sky. I watched her tears, longing to reach out and comfort her.
But there was a figure behind her. He came and comforted her, while I was trapped, only to watch and drift back up to where I belonged. With the stars.