Ulmo whispered my long-forgotten name to me when last we parted.
The longing to sail West ne'er before stirred me so; I had the constant sea-song surging through my body and buoying my spirit.
I played a small advisory role in the grand events of the Ages; now I perceive how truly it gratified me. But my counsel is no longer sought. There are too few Elves to sway the course of Ennor these days.
The years of our abiding are spent at last.
'Tis time to summon all those who wish in the end to sail....