BEME Day 23
Day 23
Aegnor
I should have told her the truth.
She deserved that much of me. I told myself better not, that if she did not know she would take another and bear children. I did not tell her I loved her. I left, and she dwells alone.
I was a coward. It was my heart I wished to spare, both in my leaving and my silence. I could not think why a love so doomed should be. (But why not? What should I, or we, expect in Arda Marred?)
I could still go back and tell her.
I am still a coward.