thinking about the athrabeth and thinking about aragorn thinking about the athrabeth and thinking about aragorn thinking about humans saving elves thinking about humans giving elves hope thinking about Hope thinking about elrond naming him Hope thinking about elrond raising him thinking about “Estel we call it, that is ‘trust.’ It is not defeated by the ways of the world, for it does not come from experience, but from our nature and first being” thinking about finrod saving beren thinking about beren and luthien thinking about aragorn and arwen thinking about gilraen thinking about “I gave Hope to the Dúnedain, I have kept no hope for myself” thinking about aragorn thinking about elrohir and elladan thinking about “the life and love of the Eldar dwells much in memory; and we (if not ye) would rather have a memory that is fair but unfinished than one that goes on to a grievous end” thinking about “the memory of our days together that shall there be evergreen but never more than memory; or else to abide the Doom of Men” thinking about “The Eldar have no healing words for such thoughts” thinking about “I speak no comfort to you, for there is no comfort for such pain within the circles of the world” thinking about the Gift of Man thinking about “she had become cold and grey as nightfall in winter that comes without a star” thinking about “that last evening by the water of Aeluin in which he saw thy face mirrored with a star caught in thy hair—ever, until the North-wind brings the night of his flame” thinking about “pity thou wouldst have had in every hour, pity inescapable” thinking about “but I pity them at last” thinking about “we are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory” thinking about “there the Eldar completed but not ended could abide in the present for ever, and there walk, maybe, with the Children of Men, their deliverers” thinking about “But ye would know then of what we were reminded: of the days when we first met, and our hands touched in the dark. Beyond the End of the World we shall not change; for in memory is our great talent, as shall be seen ever more clearly as the ages of this Arda pass” thinking about “and there is her green grave, until the world is changed, and all the days of her life are utterly forgotten by men that come after” thinking about-
