by Jay of Lasgalen  

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Like you, I wrestle with my thoughts, never speaking of our choice, delaying and delaying and delaying until we can delay no more.  I have long feared this moment, when I – when we – must face our heritage; choose our  destiny.

Do we take the fate of men or elves?  Mortality or immortality?  A brief glorious spark followed by swift death, or a slow gradual flowering and eventual decline?  I love this world; would gladly take eternity to explore it; but that same eternity without you, my brother, would be unbearable. 

I know I could not endure our father’s unending grief.