He went up to his tower to look for them – and, beyond them, for her – but saw only what he was allowed to see: the black ships, the red fire, the certain end, the ever-watchful Eye.
I really, really like these, and the sentence above in particular. Heartbreaking. One can't help but feel that it was all a little easier for Aragorn...
I hope you get still more time to write whatever you want :)