Carvrieth stood under the large Elm tree, at her home in Falathorn.
Sobbing her memories had returned again, the faces, the faces had returned in her mind. Fury and utter despair had made her body tremble, loneliness came to her heart's door yet again. Those who were in her life, had fallen to the cruel fate of death.
Carvireth breathes heavily "Remethir... why did you forsake me?"
Looking up at the night sky she recalls the fate of all men and why the Eldar are not to grow attached to them. She could not help herself, there was something unique about him.
Turning on her heel, she goes inside whispering "Namarie."
