1. Chapter 1
I was surprised that I was still alive, that I had not faded into a lost wraith wandering aimlessly. Still, I looked much as I always had. A lonely life, that of a wanderer, perhaps like my brother I should have killed myself years ago, but I lacked the courage for that.
I looked up the beach, away to the horizon, my elvish eyes allowing me to see far off in the distance a woman walking as aimlessly as I. I wondered if he should speak to her, I did not often talk to other creatures, but today was different, today was the anniversary of the day I threw the silmaril into the ocean.
I was depressed, and lonely, I decided he would walk down the beach and see if the woman would speak to me. I did not think she would, mortal women were afraid of me, few would ever speak to me.
The walk was quite long; the wind was sharp and strong today, blowing little particles of sand with it. I was close enough now to see the woman was fairly young, her hair red-brown, and her dress blowing against her legs in the wind. Her feet were bare, like mine, and she carried a bag of some kind. She looked nice, a kind face, I thought, I would speak to her.
She was close now, and she smiled at me, clearly pleased to see another on the beach on such a windy wild day.
I spoke to her `You are walking far today?' I asked, once I would have called her Lady, but times had changed and that was no longer appropriate.
`Yes I am', she answered, `and yourself?' she questioned. She then cast a thoughtful gaze upon me`I think I saw you here last year?'
I was surprised. It was many years since a Mortal had surprised me, and for an instant I contemplated lying to her, but changed my mind, she would see through me I was sure.
`Yes I was here last year, it is something I do every year', I said.
`An anniversary' she queried me.
`Yes' was the answer she got
`A sad one too, from the look in your eyes', she said.
`A perceptive lady', I said, my face turned out to sea now
`You yearn for something?' another question.
`Something forbidden to me' I replied, wondering why I spoke so to a mortal who could know nothing of me.