Olga Brileva. On the other side of dawn (№ 378636)

- Come Back, Daeron. Find her before you find her Celegorm, get her back in your woods... Sing her songs and play his flute so that she forgot me. It was all in vain. I consoled myself with silly hopes, because a silly hope in the joy of mortals.
I don't understand, ' said the elf. - You don't love her anymore?
Beren lowered his hands and raised her face.
- I don't love her? Yes, as your tongue has turned. But... there is something more than love, Daeron. Is death.