[Witch_Queen]

Cariâthwen

Cariâthwen looked up at Thalion. Her thoughts on the matter coming to an end. "You know there is more in this world than what we have seen. It would not be wise to take your son away from this place yet. We elves still play a role in the making of the new Middle Earth. Even though we may loose those close to us. It is not yet time for us to depart from this world. So as far as listening to your dream... To me this was more than a dream but instead a message from your beloved wife. Hobbits are joyful creatures and perhaps they can help your son grow to be a joyous elf instead of a cold hearted elf." Cariâthwen remembered on her journey how she had met some elves except they showed no joy. She didn't doubt that they had suffered since the war of the ring.

Don't be too eager to throw away the world. Her mother had always told her this while she was still in Lorien. Now she was finally realizing what her mother had meant by this statement. "All these years I've been in between Rivendell and Lorien. Mother and Father sailed away many years ago only after the death of my brother. Sometimes I think of what might have happened if he would've stayed in Lorien instead of going to Helm's Deep. Deep down inside I know I'm just running from the mere truth.... There is very little beauty left in the world of men." A smile came across Cariâthwen's face.

"But for the past three or four years I've been in Eryn Lasgalen. I don't know why I still choose to stay in these lands. Perhaps for the chance of finding someone to spend the rest of my days with or not. But no one should go through life alone and only a horse to remind them of the life they use to live." Cariâthwen's thougts went back to her life in Lorien and how she loved walking in the woods. But now the times had changed and she feared going even outside her own home.

Home???? Where is home? Cariâthwen's long golden hair fell out from beneath her hood. "Always gets in the way..." She couldn't help but smile at the fact that she had finally found someone that was from her place of birth. "Thalion how is your son? I had never seen him. I actually think I was away in Rivendell when you was gifted with...Neviel? Thalion any child is a gift no matter how many curves life has thrown your way. Take this time you have with Neviel and cherish it."
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Jon

Jon didn't know what to say. He knew that deep down inside Dwaline was suffering. No one should ever have to bury their own children. He wasn't even there to be with his son in the time that he was needed the most. "Dwaline I know not how much you are suffering cause I have never had children so I've never lost that part of my life yet. I want to tell you that everything will be okay. But I can't. This part of your pain I can not even begin to try to sympathize. But I can only give you this piece of advice. Go to where your friends are. This will give both you and Avalon, if she decides to accompany you, a chance to see those that are so dear to you."

Jon took a look out the window to where he saw Avalon. "Dwaline you know you should go, even if you weren't there with your son in his death you can atleast show some respect to him and visit the place where he will lay for all eternity." Jon didn't mean to sound mean, he just knew that Dwaline needed time to heal. After all this wound was one deeper than loosing the life one use to have. "I can't tell you want you wish to hear. So I am of no use right now." Jon stood up and was about to leave the table when he felt something grab his arm.