My Dear Daerundros,
Your letter has reached me and your words touch me. But I am sorry, for I cannot return your feelings in kind.
All that I have loved have made that final journey West and though I miss each of them with all my heart I feel no desire to follow them. Perhaps, in each sailing a part of me has already left leaving behind in these lands that essence of me that is destined to remain but leaving less of what is required to truly love another? I know not, but I fear becoming too close to one soul again. This is a failing in me.
Please know that I love you dearly, but as I love all Eldar and all the creatures of these lands that are not blighted by the Dark. I am not able to distinguish or place one love above another.
Please, do not keep your distance. You are beloved by this Order and I cannot bear the thought that my words or actions have pained you.
I am ashamed to have shown ill feeling after your release. My dread was first for you and then for those that had risked themselves in the saving of you but, in truth, my greatest concern was that you had not felt able to share your thoughts and plans with the Order, with me. This is arrogance and, once more, the failing is in me.
Return to us Daerundros, know that you will always have a place within the Order. It is my dearest hope that we will grow to know each other better as these ages pass and, that in doing so, these pains might, perhaps, be healed.
May the Light guide all your steps till next we meet,
Taramthir
