Disclaimer: nope, not even Arwen is mine…but my love for her and her story is as immortal as the Elves.

Silence of the West

The soft wind blows through her long dark hair

Grayed with the bitter stain of mortality

And a doom beyond the End of the World

Haunts her step

Through the fading land of Lorien

Tears fall slowly down her face

Her heart beats with the pain of loss

And regret

But the west-ways are closed and silent

Save one

The mallorns and the Evenstar are now

Lost beyond recall

Fading into the rivers of long ages past

They wander as lost souls

In the ancient woods on forgotten paths