Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and places belong to the esteemed J.R.R. Tolkien and Tolkien Enterprises and/or New Line Cinema. I borrow them carefully and gently, and promise to return them intact and unharmed at the end of the story. The quote is taken from Appendix A: the Tale of Aragorn and Arwen, The Lord of the Rings.
Author's note: When I first read the Tale of Aragorn and Arwen, I wondered if Arwen knew what her fate would be or if she was just referring to the choice that lay before her.
'Though maybe my doom will not be unlike hers.'
That statement would not leave Arwen's thoughts. It was bound with exuberant, boyish cries of 'Tinuviel, Tinuviel!' as the sound of her doom, her fate closing on her.
It was this wisp of a thought that had kept her from the home of her father for many long years. While she dealt in the land of her mother's kin, she could ignore that which frightened her. It was Galadriel who forced Arwen to acknowledge what her heart knew.
Only in the twilight, beneath the white birches of Imladis, did Arwen finally pronounce her fate: the Evenstar would join the Nightingale in the lands between Twilight and Shadow.