KEEPING THINGS THAT SHOULD WAIT
Dear Silwen,
The other night while I was thinking of when you wrote of Huinlas showing you his ring. While my thoughts were on thus my eyes came fixed upon my fathers sword, for I was looking about my room.
I had no control of myself. I could not take my eyes away. My body was no longer in my power. I was being taken over by a force that I cannot say how much power it had, for it was of great power.
Without realizing where I was, I suddenly found myself in a passage way that I have never been in before. Suddenly I came to have a great pain on my finger on my right hand.
I heard a voice saying: Tindomerel, hire i man ron wanwa.
I have never had such pain as I did then, not even when I sprained my ankle. Nor had I heard the voice, or that which the voice was saying, though I knew what it said. My finger was throbbing, and my body seemed to be taken by that great power or force that I could not stop. I was nearly taken by the pain and the force against me.
I found the strength enough to look up, for I had fallen. There was a bright silver light. It was coming from another hall a little farther down the passage way. I had to make myself walk, for the pain was starting to take over my entire self.
After much struggling I was able to make my way to the hall opening. There at the far corner of the hall was the silver light. I went toward the light. It took me some time to get there, for the hall was of a great size, and I was in much agony. I reached the far corner after much time. I could not tell as to what the light was yet it seemed to light up the entire hall.
I looked closer at the light, while I did this another voice called out. Then the light over took me. The voice was saying: Sinome kea i man ron wanwa.
The pain, the force that evil force that was against me was gone. Then I was back in my room sitting on my bed looking at Angiel.
Here I am, still in my room pondering what I saw and heard, while I write to you. Your letter has just come.
Dearest Silwen, do not think that I keep things from you because I do not want you to know them. I keep things that you shall learn in time, and those things which you would not now understand. Not that you should not want to understand, but that your knowledge as of the recent times would not allow you to know. You were wrong to say that I should not mention them, for then, I might never mention them and you would never know or understand things in times to come.
I know what it is your mother speaks of. Do not you know? If so, ask, I shall gladly tell you, for it is a very wonderful story.
If ever you doubt, Silwen, ask and the answer will come to you. Wether it be right away, or several years in coming. Do not fear to ask.
Mellonlín,
Arwing
A/N I didn't know what else to write... sorry, I'd say it's rather repetive of what just happened to Silwen, but oh well.
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Dear Silwen,
The other night while I was thinking of when you wrote of Huinlas showing you his ring. While my thoughts were on thus my eyes came fixed upon my fathers sword, for I was looking about my room.
I had no control of myself. I could not take my eyes away. My body was no longer in my power. I was being taken over by a force that I cannot say how much power it had, for it was of great power.
Without realizing where I was, I suddenly found myself in a passage way that I have never been in before. Suddenly I came to have a great pain on my finger on my right hand.
I heard a voice saying: Tindomerel, hire i man ron wanwa.
I have never had such pain as I did then, not even when I sprained my ankle. Nor had I heard the voice, or that which the voice was saying, though I knew what it said. My finger was throbbing, and my body seemed to be taken by that great power or force that I could not stop. I was nearly taken by the pain and the force against me.
I found the strength enough to look up, for I had fallen. There was a bright silver light. It was coming from another hall a little farther down the passage way. I had to make myself walk, for the pain was starting to take over my entire self.
After much struggling I was able to make my way to the hall opening. There at the far corner of the hall was the silver light. I went toward the light. It took me some time to get there, for the hall was of a great size, and I was in much agony. I reached the far corner after much time. I could not tell as to what the light was yet it seemed to light up the entire hall.
I looked closer at the light, while I did this another voice called out. Then the light over took me. The voice was saying: Sinome kea i man ron wanwa.
The pain, the force that evil force that was against me was gone. Then I was back in my room sitting on my bed looking at Angiel.
Here I am, still in my room pondering what I saw and heard, while I write to you. Your letter has just come.
Dearest Silwen, do not think that I keep things from you because I do not want you to know them. I keep things that you shall learn in time, and those things which you would not now understand. Not that you should not want to understand, but that your knowledge as of the recent times would not allow you to know. You were wrong to say that I should not mention them, for then, I might never mention them and you would never know or understand things in times to come.
I know what it is your mother speaks of. Do not you know? If so, ask, I shall gladly tell you, for it is a very wonderful story.
If ever you doubt, Silwen, ask and the answer will come to you. Wether it be right away, or several years in coming. Do not fear to ask.
Mellonlín,
Arwing
A/N I didn't know what else to write... sorry, I'd say it's rather repetive of what just happened to Silwen, but oh well.
Don't forget to drop a review! :)