云遮星月情未暗

Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And there will be no comfort for you. No comfort to ease the pain of his passing. He will come to death, an image of splendor of the kings of Men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief, under the fading trees, until all the world is changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent.

If you want revenge, you can take my life right now. Do it.

Remember that dream I told you about? At the very end, someone killed Xiao Xun for me. Do you know who it was? It was you. You killed him and avenged my family. But this time, I have to do it myself. Though fear may still echo in my chest, and a crumbling cliff awaits my next step, nothing in this world will hold me back. Whatever you fear in the days to come, whatever that dream may be, real or not, face it, grasp it, and conquer it. The fear will leave you.