We are here because Morla believes she has a use for us. Or, possibly, that she does not want Solais to be able to claim our talents for her own purposes. I would not put such selfishness above her.
...or, perhaps, in some way, it is my own fault. I know what I was told by my father, by the Valar. I heard the words of your oath and your Doom. Logically, I knew... I knew you could never come back to me. But you were all so brilliant, surpassing even your instructors, even more so as a family, I thought... I hoped... perhaps you would invent some way to overcome it and come home, but...
[She shakes her head.]
I knew. I knew more than I told anyone. At home, there is a statue of your brother. Everyone believes it is unfinished or broken. I have not the heart to explain it to them. And... one of you. The harp at your feet because your hands can no longer play it as they once did. That's where I kept your last gift to me. On that statue. Mandos... he never had to tell me. I knew. Except for one. For you. My last hope. I hoped so hard and so long and so dearly... You, the one most like me, that perhaps something would prevail in you... The last song... It wasn't enough to read it. I wanted to hear it from you. Just once. And in the midst of those silent wishes, I was brought here.
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...or, perhaps, in some way, it is my own fault. I know what I was told by my father, by the Valar. I heard the words of your oath and your Doom. Logically, I knew... I knew you could never come back to me. But you were all so brilliant, surpassing even your instructors, even more so as a family, I thought... I hoped... perhaps you would invent some way to overcome it and come home, but...
[She shakes her head.]
I knew. I knew more than I told anyone. At home, there is a statue of your brother. Everyone believes it is unfinished or broken. I have not the heart to explain it to them. And... one of you. The harp at your feet because your hands can no longer play it as they once did. That's where I kept your last gift to me. On that statue. Mandos... he never had to tell me. I knew. Except for one. For you. My last hope. I hoped so hard and so long and so dearly... You, the one most like me, that perhaps something would prevail in you... The last song... It wasn't enough to read it. I wanted to hear it from you. Just once. And in the midst of those silent wishes, I was brought here.