So many things in life seem to be equal parts a great burden and a great relief. I should hope the former will never outweigh the latter, I should hope you have support...

[ Ah, truly his heart goes out to Nico and his plight and it rings clearly in his voice.

That is a big question and Nico is lucky that Legolas can answer it the way he is now, for he has learned parts of it only after setting foot in Aman himself. ]

Our lives are bound to Arda and we will live as long as our world does. The physical bodies may be slain, but our souls will prevail and unless an elf truly opposes, then when the body dies we enter the Halls of Waiting for a time. There we rest, there we regain what strength we need to face the world again. For you see, when an elf is slain... it is always, always with great suffering and agony, for we are more resilient than Men.

[ How many have died the most horrific deaths already? All of them, more than likely. ]

And when we are ready, we may leave and we may be granted a new physical body to live out our lives in Aman. Only one elf in all of our history has returned to Middle Earth from the Undying Lands after his death. What the Halls themselves are like, I cannot say as I have never seen them myself.

[ He pauses, then speaks quietly, a thought slipping past almost with him unaware of it. ]

And neither have I found my mother amongst those at Aman when I have arrived...

[ Was her suffering so great? Had she truly not wished to see him... ]