The Letter is discarded, crumpled, with several words here and there Scratched out. It must have been a very difficult task to write this letter: Tear-stains are visible on some of the parchment, smidging out some words, and there are various Ink blobs here and there.
"Hîr vell Taramthir,
I cannot express certainly, and I know that this shall be bad news to you but I cannot surpress my feelings. My Lord, you shall certainly disapprove of this, but I shall still admit freely what I will but I cannot hurt to try. I am sorry for allowing myself to be captured without proper advice from the Order. When I saw your pained expression, I could not help but feel ashamed of myself, for being such a fool. I was reckless, arrogant, and refused to see the folly of my plan. I came I went and let myself be captured.
I have felt recent loneliness in these years, wondering why I felt so empty. Taramthir, I am not sure how this came to be, or if the Valar have showered me with a Blessing or Curse; I admire you greatly, more than just a mighty Lord. Mighty you are indeed, and I see you as a special person. I know it has barely been a season since our meeting, but ever since I first met you, I have felt more aloof more lonely as I realized I had no one else to share my years with me since I had discarded the Tale of Beren and Luthien a thousand years ago. My Lord, I think I am in love with you. I do not know yet, what these feelings are, but someday, maybe, I will. For now, I shall keep my distance, knowing that you shall reject me. Still, it shall ease my pain to know that you have knowledge of my feelings.
Daerundros"
The end of the Letter has several tear-stains on it.
Written in Tengwar:
Hîr vell Taramthir,
I cannot express certainly, and I know that this shall be bad news to you but I cannot surpress my feelings. My Lord, you shall certainly disapprove of this, but I shall still admit freely what I will but I cannot hurt to try. I am sorry for allowing myself to be captured without proper advice from the Order. When I saw your pained expression, I could not help but feel ashamed of myself, for being such a fool. I was reckless, arrogant, and refused to see the folly of my plan. I came I went and let myself be captured.
I have felt recent loneliness in these years, wondering why I felt so empty. Taramthir, I am not sure how this came to be, or if the Valar have showered me with a Blessing or Curse; I admire you greatly, more than just a mighty Lord. MIghty you are indeed, and I see you as a special person. I know it has barely been a season since our meeting, but ever since I first met you, I have felt more aloof more lonely as I realized I had no one else to share my years with me since I had discarded the Tale of Beren and Luthien a thousand years ago. My Lord, I think I am in love with you. I do not know yet, what these feelings are, but someday, maybe, I will. For now, I shall keep my distance, knowing that you shall reject me. Still, it shall ease my pain to know that you have knowledge of my feelings.
Daerundros"
