Anarya watched Mornovarion twist and turn, wishing that there was something she could do to ease his dreams.
Suddenly Mornovarion sat up abruptly rubbing his arm, sweating and breathing hard like he had been awoken by an awful dream. Anarya went to his side,
"It's alright," She said softly, trying to make the elf lie back down before he hurt himself, "It's going to be fine, really it is,"
"No it isn't!" Mornovarion said harshly, catching Anarya off guard, "It never will be, I will always be haunted, never let go of these memories. Never."
Anarya felt a tear slide down her cheek in compassion for the elf.
"No, you can let go of those memories. They don't hold you, you hold them," She said looking into the elf's ice blue eyes...
__________________
Snow white! Snow White! O' Lady Clear! O' Queen Beyond the Western Seas!
O' light to us that wander here amid the world of woven trees!
|