Lindir watched the Human from afar. He knew that she would leave soon with her companions of truly.... Unruly dwarfs. But Lindir found his heart aching by the thought of her leaving Rivendell. Another summer breeze came over his way and the elven men took a deep breath. Lindir had known the day would come one day, where the curse that laid upon his race would come true even for him, but-.....she was a human. And nonetheless this curse would make him never fall in love with anyone ever again.....all of it was hers now. His heart, his love. How scary it was to love a fragile mortal, Lindir thought bitter to himself.