My dear, don't leave me now
close at the edge of my end.
All this time you have been my friend.
Don't go, stay for a while.
My dear, you're losing me now;
this will be my last hour.
Hear my voice, see my face
see how sick I am,
how I long for your embrace.
"Nothing that happens to man is ever natural. As his presence calls the whole world into question, all man must die, and for every man whose death is an accident, and even if he knows it he senses an unjustible violation. You may agree with these words or not, those are the...the keystring of the laws of the living"
(spoken words by J.R.R. Tolkien)