I feel like I looked into a mirror and saw a reflection of anger. My niece, Ella Marie, finally found out that she was adopted. I found her at Cuilelass's house in Bree, which was Ella's favorite place when she was little. There was so much pain and anger in her eyes, but it reminded me of myself when I was a child. I told her, in hopes to calm her, "If you dwell on the past, you can never find a future." I think when I tried to counsel Ella, I ended up counseling myself. I never realized that I blamed Cuilelass for, well, everything. For the wolves, for my own mother abandoning me, for anything bad in my life. None of which were Cuilelass's life, or anyone's for that matter. I think I should apologize to her, next time I see her.
I think I'm done for now, I have to go gather some herbs. I will write to you some other time, but for now, rest peacefully.
