All would have been silent if I had not sighed and destroyed the peace. But I could not help myself. Tears flowed down my cheeks. A part of me was tied to this place and protested against my will. But my heart was filled with wanderlust and left me restless. Sometimes it was strong that I could not breathe.
Often I found myself at the river, sometimes walking along the banks, but mostly I would just sit and let it run over my feet as I was doing now. "Please father, tell me what I am to do," I begged him in a soft voice. My hands were trembling and the tears were still coming.
The Valar was near. I could hear him walking through the forest towards to me. I closed my eyes and heard his voice. "Baccadur, it is late. Your father will be here in the morning. He would not approve of you sleeping beside him in the darkness," the Valar told me.
A long silence followed but I was finally able to find my voice. "I can not go with you my Valar," I told him. My eyes opened and he was beside me staring into them.
"What is wrong with my pretty lady," he asked.
I shook my head. "Oh, you know. You knew long before even I," I told him. I felt the need to describe my pain to him. So I began. "Long ages went and all the while the holbytla lived just beyond the forest and it was not until you brought three of them to the doorstep that I saw them. And now they have gone from this place. Are they still in Middle Earth? I wish to know, though you will not tell me. I will learn for myself. I want to see dwarves and elves and all the creatures of this realm," I told him. I waited a few minutes before saying again, "I can not go with you."
With that he stood up and looked at me for a few moments. Was he angry with me, I wondered. But then he smiled and turned away. He walked back to his path singing and leaving me at the banks of the river. That was the last I would see him for a very long time.