Decision, A
8. As though to breathe were life!
As though to breathe were life!
Do I stay or do I go?
We have become old in our happiness, my Undomíel and I. And Gondor - does Gondor yet need me? She needs a king, I do believe. Her people need one to love. They will have one who shines like a star.
How I love him, this Eldarion of mine, himself grown old, though his form is young.
If I leave, I will not see any of them again.
But to rest at last! And –
In the blink of an eye, I will know; know more than any journeyman in this world.
I go.
By Earmire
Do I stay or do I go?
We have become old in our happiness, my Undomíel and I. And Gondor - does Gondor yet need me? She needs a king, I do believe. Her people need one to love. They will have one who shines like a star.
How I love him, this Eldarion of mine, himself grown old, though his form is young.
If I leave, I will not see any of them again.
But to rest at last! And –
In the blink of an eye, I will know; know more than any journeyman in this world.
I go.
By Earmire
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