Sea Longing

Thinhaelion gazes upon the river with quiet reverence. Not for the first time, he is reminded of his longing to depart.

"Not yet," he wisperes to himself.

Though he longs to be reuinited with his beloved, he knows that he cannot yet face the forlorn beauty of his Lady--not until his task is done.

It is with much difficulty that Thinhaelion picks himself up and silently moves on.