Estë
Rest now, little one. Lay down your weary head and rest. Cast aside the trouble and the burden that lie so heavily upon you and sleep.
I send you my peace, to forget the task at hand, for a few minutes, a few hours. Only by peace can strength be procured, so slumber in tranquility, at least for now.
I watch my peace enter your body, and your face begins to glow ever so faintly. Your servant takes note, that faithful friend who will never fail you, a promise not even I can make for the coming stage of your journey, which is why I give you what I have to offer now.
Sweet dreams, my brave one.