There are countless stains on the page where ink has smudged, possibly from tears. The writing seems hurried and clumsy.
This cannot be! It cannot! I received a letter that I have dreaded receiving ever since he left for Mirkwood. My beloved, beautiful, wonderful husband. He is no more... To even write these words, I feel pain within my heart. I never, ever thought I would see the day where I would have to deal with his death. Never. Please say it is not so!
He passed within seconds - a shot to the heart. Shot by an orc. He was alive long enough to pass a Malledhrim soldier his brooch and ring, and to give his wife some last words. His last moments... on a mere letter. I was not there... I needed to be there.
I feel so numb. I know not how to feel, or to think. I weep, I feel anger, I feel hurt. I do all these over again. We were married but a few months. Oh life is so cruel! I miss him terribly. I think of nought but him. I want my Telfaras!
I cannot go on without my true love beside me. I must, however. I have duties, I have friends and family to consider... I have a child within me that will need a mother. How does one go on without their love? I cannot imagine life without him. Why has this happened?!
I do not have the energy to write more. I do not have the energy to do anything right now. All I wish, is to be with my Far. To gaze upon his handsome face once again. Brown hair styled neatly with mallorn leaves. Those piercing, yet warm Emerald eyes. His soft lips. His soothing voice... I shall miss them all.
Telfaras Faroalas Tinumir; gerich hîdh nen gurth (may you find peace in death).
