The next morning, I stood up at half past three, and went silently to Elanor's room. As I saw her sleeping so peacefully, her wavy brown hair spread out on her pillow, tears came in my eyes, but it also made me surer of my decision.

Softly, I stroked her cheek.

"Bye, Elanor…" I whispered, and I left her a letter.

"Dear Elanor.

I am gone. Without you, and I am sorry. But don't you understand? I could never live happily in this Shire, but you can! You will marry, Elanor, and you will have a lot of children. I will never do so.

You would not help me by going with me. I would like it if you left with me, but I would feel guilty all the time, knowing that I was stealing your future…

If you really want to do something for me, then throw this letter away, and return to bed, and DO NOT tell your parents about it. They will try to get me back, but I don't want to come back. I will go to Valinor or die trying.

Elanor, you are my best friend. Do not let me down, not now, and please, don't be angry with me… Please, Elanor…

Goodbye, then, now, and whatever you do, don't forget me.

With all the love I have got in me,

Gala"

And, then, I left…