3. Forsaken - by Imhiriel
In the Halls of Waiting, Lord Námo asked about the worst pain of my previous life:
Feeling Amarië's last, desperate embrace loosen?
Seeing my father's sorrowful eyes, devoid of reproach, loving even as he turned back from our doomed course?
Being unable to dry Idril's tears when her mother joined the dead of the Grinding Ice?
Dying ignomiously, by the rending, mauling bite of the werewolf?
"All this," I answered. "But one thing more:
"When I stood before my people, their hearts wrested from me by the Fëanorians' inflaming words, I received a bitter wound indeed:
"I received Orodreth's... silence."
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