Oh Kenaz, this is exquisite - a poetic jewel of heartbreaking devotion and unrequited love. I am breathless. I love Voronwe's voice and your language is so beautifully reminiscent of the Silm and yet uniquely your own.

"but the heart is a disobedient thing, and childlike in its hopes; it beats the tattoo of its own desires though the mind knows them to be fruitless"

God, that's good.

A chuil,
~elfscribe