A/N: Posted in honor of Aragorn Elessar Thorongil Estel on his natal day of March 1st.
Another year gone by. When I was young, this day was greeted with joy, laughter, cakes and gifts.
Not so today.
Another four seasons in the Wild on a search that seems to never end. How long now? Thirteen years?
It seems that I am no closer to accomplishing that which I must to gain my dearest love.
Another year has passed. But a new one rises before me even as spring creeps into the dreariness of aged winter. As the buds swell with the promise of warmth and light, I choose to look ahead with hope and not despair.