The child is gone.
March 2010
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Mar. 22nd, 2010
Feb. 26th, 2010
I remember now days that I had forgotten in another life, and yet I do not remember the first half of my pregnancy. Life is strange here, in Lothlorien, but it is peaceful in the least. I do not know why I have been given my life, nor how I came to be here, only that I had died. The Eldar will not tell me anything past the year. Many ages have past since my last memory, that much is true. They watch me closely as if I were something fragile they were afraid would simply disappear. Oh, Turambar my husband, where are you? Have the Valar a sick sense of humor that they would keep you from me when I bare your child?