Feredir, and his Nerwen

Dedicated to: Feredir, son of Calanon.

It was love born of friendship. That was how it started, we were just great friends.

Feredir was the kindest most honest man I have ever known, and believe me when I say it is hard to be both honest and kind... But he managed it somehow.

He was only 51... This was one of the last pictures made of us together. This is before he left to make preparations for us to be married... Alas he was killed ere the day...

He looks taller here than he really was. It is an illusion, He only outstood me by an inch and a half, What you do not see here is where we were. Perched goat like atop a big rock, trying to hold still for Arum, and finding it hard not to laugh. Indeed impossible. As you see, my dear father managed to capture it. For which I am very grateful.

I miss you Feredir.. I miss calling for Erithir, and both your heads turn. I miss your laugh, your smile, your beautiful soul, and the joy you brought to the world.. I miss being your Nerwen.