Part XIII: Despair

~Estella~

Never in my life I felt such despair. I always coped with grief and sorrow stronger than any Elf. No sadness could defeat me before.

Not when Erundome, my closest friend died, not when someone broke my heart, not even when I rejected Legolas' proposal while I desired it with all my heart.

Never.

This was not fair. I was trying to help someone's life. I argued.

It would be better if I died.

I could not face my immortality paralyzed.

I was alone.

Afraid.

Fear and despair overcame me. There was no way out.

My future was dark.

There were no hope, no light, no reason to life.

My still breathing body betrayed me.

I wanted to die!

I could find consolance nowhere.

Life was meaningless.

Slowly, I sank into darkness.