Hope…

The sun shines down on your pale face, making it look younger, making me remember the old times when we were together. Do you remember when we were walking in the woods of Rivendell? When you said that you and I shall not be together? Now, it is proved wrong, but it is also proved to be true. We were together, but now that you have left, it is also true that we cannot be together.

You and I, are different in our manner, and culture. That brought us together, but it also brought us apart. You, as the Dunedain folk, should not marry me. And I, as an elf, should not marry a mortal man. Then why should we fell in love with each other?

            Questions. Questions that I have never even think about, spin around and around in my head. This world seemed so empty, now that you're gone. Why should you be a human? Why can't you just be an elf? That way, we could live forever and ever in perfect bliss. Well, now I'm dreaming again. Dreaming about the things that did not happen.

            Dreams. Dreams are wishes that are yet to come true. But this dream of mine, will never come true. Or will it? People say the end will be good, and if it is not good, then it is not the end. But, is this not the end? Is this not the end of our love?

            Can time go backwards, Estel? Can it? Time can destroy mountains, it can slay kings, and queens. Time can destroy the world, and it can change the future. But can it go backwards to where you told me that you love me?

It was so beautiful, isn't it? The birds seemed like they were also rejoicing for us. But now, the clouds are mourning for you, Love. And the birds seemed like they had forgotten how to sing because of their grief.

I myself felt like a bird with broken wings. I felt like I can do nothing except grief over your death. I felt like I have no more reason to live. But maybe I do. Maybe I still do have a reason to live, Estel. I still have my son, Eldarion. But life will never be the same again without you.

We can't change the past, but we can build our future. But what future do I have, now that you're gone? My life has evolved around you, and now you left me alone, and perplexed. What should I do now? There will be no more boats to bring me to where my father is.

Rivendell which was always vivid and blissful is now bare and mournful. Lothlorien which was once dazzling and admirable is now vacant and distressed. What should I do now? Where should I go now? For the first time in my life, the world seemed so strange to me. I feel like I am alone in this world, and no one is there to help me.

I hope time can go backwards. I hope time can bring me to when Rivendell was pleasant and lovely. I hope time can bring me to when Lothlorien was the forest where the Golden Lady resided. I hope time can bring me to when you and I were together.

Hope. Your name means hope, and Elrond is right to give you that name. You were my hope, and now that you've left me, I have no other hope to live on. Is it true that when one loses his hope, he shall soon die with no value. Am I going to die soon? Maybe I will. I do not know why I should keep on living.

You are my hope, Estel, and you know that. How could you leave me like this? How could you? Or did you leave me? I wonder, are you in Rivendell, waiting for me to come to you? Or are you in fair Lothlorien, where the flowers bloom all year? If you are waiting, then I shall come. I shall come to where you are, and acquire my Hope back.

I shall come, Estel. So, wait for me in Lothlorien, 'til we meet again…

Well, is it good, or is it bad? Will you tell me what is wrong with my fic, or is there anything I can improve to make it better ? Please tell me, I really need your omments and suggestions. Critics are always allowed, and if you really hate me, then I guess you may flame me.