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How do you stop the passage of time? That which is as fickle as grains of sand flowing through your fingers with the ocean breeze; intangible like the air currents upon which autumn leaves rustle...
It was not fated to be so; an elf and a mortal lover. Because time could not be stopped as one inevitably watched the other go frail.
Would Valinor be a sanctuary? A safe haven promised by the whispering waves; would it soothe the pain of heartache, wash away the memories?
Yet as he holds you ever close, you wonder.
How do you say goodbye?