The Farthest Shore – Finrod Felagund – also angst-ridden. Very much so.

by Dec 2, 2004Stories

A/N: I own nothing. The song belongs to Evanescence, Finrod and everything else Arda-related the the Tolkien Estate, and the title was kindly suggested by JudyA, though, she told me, it is the property of Ursula LeGuin. But please review…I love reviews…

The Farthest Shore

I have said farewell, and for a moment I am free. The next breath will be my last.

Beren will live. I know that, and his line will never fail. His fate does not end here. He will go on.

You don’t remember me
But I remember you…

I do not regret my promise, Amarie; even when I gave it to his father I knew, somehow, what it would cost. Or perhaps gain…I knew it even at the founding of my kingdom. It was not only because of you…I would not want to leave a child.

I can see you, love. You stand beside the willow, and you are watching the stream as it slowly flows, carrying fallen leaves on its surface. They are taken, eventually, to the Sea.

You still love the twilight. I can remember how you would sit and watch the Trees, waiting for Telperion’s blossom.

I lie awake and try so hard
Not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do…

You never said, but I know…or at least I hope. It may no longer be, but I love you still, though I do not know what your heart has said in these long years apart. But once, when the light in Valinor was gold and silver, you loved me.

I believe in you
I’ll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe…

It is dark; the bonds of my hroa are almost gone. The silence is so sudden, and and the calm washing over me so strange. Because my time here is almost over.

Someday, maybe, I will see you again. I cannot…I cannot think of it, though. Because if somehow it all goes wrong I would not be able to bear the weight of my hope.

I don’t know if I was a fool to follow him. I tend to think so. Revolt against the Valar…

The last tie slips free; my spirit and body are no longer bound together. I drift away; I am beyond the dungeon, now, and the Isle. Above me the sun shines. It is so bright, lighting the world so that the darkness beneath it can be almost forgotten.

Do you remember me, Arien?

I drift again; the sky immeasurable above me and the land, forests and mountains and silver-glinting rivers below. The West is calling.

Have you forgotten all I know
And all we had
You saw me mourning my love for you
And touched my hand…

The Sea…it is night, now, and the starlight and Moon shine over it. I do not know how long my soul has been journeying, but it is almost to the end. There is a shore before me, and beyond that, near the edge of the world, the quiet shadows of the Halls where there is rest.

I knew you loved me then…

I am before Namo. “Son of Arafinwe,” he says softly. “Are you at peace, now?”

“One day, my lord,” I answer. “I will wait.”

I believe in you
I’ll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you to live, to breathe…

Did you wait, Amarie? I did not ask for a promise, and you did not give it beyond saying that you would hope…

Now, in the quiet, having sorted though my family and loyalties and life, I cannot help but think of you. Perhaps I was a fool to leave, but if I had not, what would have happened to Beren?…His tale would have ended before even beginning. Perhaps there was a role I had to play, bring what pain it might.

Look in the mirror and see your face
If I look deep enough
So many things inside that are
Just like you are taking over me.

One day, love. I will wait.


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