“It was like he was a broken mirror, and everything about him was a shard. His voice, his laughter, the barest glimpse of him when she failed to look away fast enough, all of it razor sharp. All of it slicing easily through barriers she'd spent most of a lifetime building.” PainGriefMemoryIsolationShe Walks In Shadow Author:ISeeFire
“For the first time, she wept for herself. She wept for all she'd lost. She wept for being the one who was left behind.” LossGriefLonelinessGod I Identify So Much Book:An Unexpected Journey: Homeward Bound Part One Source: An Unexpected Journey: Homeward Bound Part One
“Bilba opened her eyes, and Fili was standing directly in front of her. The last thread broke. She'd spent years building walls around the hollow left by Ravenhill. There had always been cracks, even breaches over the years, but she'd endured, fortified them again and continued on. It wasn't until she'd opened her eyes again in Bag End that the walls had turned brittle, and it wasn't until she'd laid eyes on him once more that they'd started to fall. And it wasn't until that very moment, when his eyes sliced into her soul, that the final wall fell completely. And, just like that, the wound was open and the truth she'd tried so hard to ignore was pouring. It had always been there, seeping out through cracks, bleeding into her veins, poisoning her sleep and freezing her days. The truth, that the hollow inside her wasn't so hollow after all. It was full, always had been full, always would be full, and with one thing and one thing only. The knowledge of how deeply and irrevocably in love she was with this son of Durin. As much as that first day. As much as the last. Every breath, every beat of her heart cried out with the depth of her love for someone lost to her forever. All that love falling forever into emptiness, a void deeper than the one opened in her soul the moment she'd watched him die.” LoveLossGriefShe Walks In ShadowFiliHeart Shattering Author:ISeeFire
“That was it. Just…fate. No grand scheme, no conscious decision one way or the other, her father wasn't a coward or apathetic, he hadn't chosen to leave them to die in Moria…nothing. It simply was. Her father should have come. Her father would have come. Her father could have come. Would have, should have, could have….. Didn't. The end. Done.” LossGriefHeart ShatteringDwalin Book:Of Dwobbits, Dragons and Dwarves Source: Of Dwobbits, Dragons and Dwarves