Cerin Amroth

Aragorn inhaled the fragrance of wild flowers before he opened his eyes - a sweet fragrance, heady and soothing, that made his head feel light.**

Long had he not been in this fair valley of Cerin Amroth. When the lovely fragrance filled his senses with peace, ridding him of any worries, his thoughts turned to his beautiful Arwen Evenstar. How he wished that he could return to her, meeting with the one he loved most once again.

Taking the flower in his hand, he imagined her presence with him at that moment, and how perfect if all could become reality.

**First line by Nivina.