Hi everyone... here's another little ficlet! This one tell about the last moment shared between Andreth and Aegnor! I really love the story of these two because, even though it's sad, it's the only one I can remember when an elf falls in love with a woman... and not the other way around (e.g.: Aragorn and Arwen, Beren and Luthien, Turin and Finduilas)... And since Tolkien never described it, here is my take on it! Hope you like it and let me know what you think!

Title: If I Could Change...

Author: Vanagristiel

Genre: Drama, Romance

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Tolkien...

Sumary: The farewell of Andreth and Aegnor.

Aegnor was frightened.

During the course of his long life, he had been throught enough to be able to control his fears and turn them into a mighty weapon to be used against the shadow.

He had seen the horrors Ungoliant and Melkor had inflicted upon the Holy Land... he had passed through the Helcaraxë and had fought many battles. The Siege of Angband had lasted for over 300 years now, but deep inside he knew that it was coming to an end... just as his time in Middle-earth.

He was not afraid to die. He had lived long enough in the shadows of Angband to be ready for it. What he feared was saying goodbye to the things he knew he would never see again... to the one he knew he would never see again.

Aegnor found her in the first place he looked... the old library.

"Andreth", he breathed, feeling his heart break for he knew this was the last time he would ever look upon her. She, who amongst the horrors of the war made him see beauty, and with her gentle words and a wisdom beyond her years, made him forfeit his heart to her caring hands. And he knew that she returned his love, and that if he asked, she would bind herself to him for the rest of her mortal life, and oh, how he wanted to spend those precious years by her side. But, alas, he couldn't. He couldn't offer her a heart that was doomed to stop beating soon.

He stood rooted to the ground, watching her, not wanting to let go... not just yet. But as if noticing his presence, Andreth looked up, and upon seeing him, one of the brightest smiles he had ever seen lit up her face, as she walked to meet him.

"My lord", she said, bowing gracefully.

Aegnor looked into her eyes and was overwhelmed by the love and care he saw in those blue orbs, and in that moment he knew.

He knew he was doomed to love her and miss her for all eternity, and there was nothing he could do to change it, for the destiny of the Edain was not the one of the Eldar.

"My Lord?" she asked, a little unsure now, since the elf was yet to move or utter a word. He tried to say something, but no words would come out. He just wanted to hold her close and never let go, so maybe then the Valar wouldn't take her away beyond the circles of the world when the time came.

"Aegnor?" she asked, concern showing in her voice, touching his hand softly.

The warm touch caught him unprepared and he couldn't stop the tear that fell helplessly down his face.

Closing her hands inside his own, he kissed them softly, and gathering all the will in him, Aegnor spoke the words that he feared more than the Dark Lord himself.

"I came here to say goodbye".

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