Post by Cirdan the Shipwright on Oct 3, 2009 17:03:32 GMT -5
Cirdan the Shipwright, Lord Steward of Lindon gazed across at the harbour of Mithlond for the last time. Cirdan was the oldest elf who had yet to pass through to the west and for aons he had dwelt by the sea guiding his brethren to Valinor. Now it was his time to make the final journey.
Tears welled up in his eyes and he did not wipe them away as they trickled down his face and into his silver beard. He would miss Middle Earth, that much was certain, but he would at last be able to see the light of Valinor and complete the journey he had started at the very dawn of the first age.
Cirdan stepped onto the boat and soon it had left the harbour far behind it and Cirdan the Shipwright at last left middle earth.
((OOC: This is my last post. For all intesive purposes Cirdan ahs now left MER))
Tears welled up in his eyes and he did not wipe them away as they trickled down his face and into his silver beard. He would miss Middle Earth, that much was certain, but he would at last be able to see the light of Valinor and complete the journey he had started at the very dawn of the first age.
Cirdan stepped onto the boat and soon it had left the harbour far behind it and Cirdan the Shipwright at last left middle earth.
((OOC: This is my last post. For all intesive purposes Cirdan ahs now left MER))