Dor Firn-i-Guinar, people call it, the land of the dead that live. But to them it is simply Home.
Everything they need is found there; trees laden with fruit, sparkling streams of fresh water. Flowers spring up beneath Lúthien’s feet, and birds and beasts flock to Beren.
Its beauty is all-encompassing.
And slowly, slowly, it strips them of their cares, their weariness, their injuries, until finally, they are worry-free, their hearts unburdened by life’s agonies. Then, for a time, they are at peace.
This once in the long history of Arda, valour, love, and sacrifice will reap their full reward.