I am aware, that I had married a man. He is mortal and I immortal... Nimrinwe had warned me about the pain I shall someday feel in his passing. But he is not just a simple man... he is Arandear, a descendent of Numenor. His blood is one of honor and his deeds have long captured my heart. My place is with him in death and in life... when he passes away I shall fade along with him. The seas had called me at a time, but Arandear had given me a love that melted away that desire. Nimrinwe... she disowned me my sister, the only family I have left. I.. I am different. I have always known that, but I am still of the Eldar and carry the grace and love my people have for Middle-Earth. I shall stand strong, although the sorrow of the firstborn remains deeply within me, I have something to live for. Someone to love..
I am not the beast others see me as...'
Nay.. I am Numariell, and I shall make my mark.
I cannot forget who I am.
The writing on this page, seems a bit smudged as if the writers hand was shaking...
