It's been too long since I came here, in the beautiful city of Khazad-Dum or Moria in the common tongue. Here the sun won't reach my eyes and the wind won't chill my face, still I love this place, it feels home... A strange feeling, something that I never felt before...
I forgot how many days have passed since I first came here, all I remember is that some Dwarves hired me and some other capable men to defend their camps against the wretched orcs and goblins that infest the place. Not a day will pass without fighting, but what is a day? I almost forgot, my eyes are used to the dim light of the lamps down here, and my body got used to sleep 3 to 5 hours a day. Fortunately the payment is good and every now and then I can return to Bree, there I can find my companions and have fun, and of course relax, yesterday we drunk, very much, it was fun, fun after a long time.
I will return to Moria soon, but I not before I see her, that girl with the golden hair and the blue eyes, I long to see her again, the few times we were together it was fun and now I'm looking forward to our next meeting. I hope I won't be tired and therefore boring.
Time to sleep, in a bed... Till the sunrise... Till I feel the rays warming my face and lighting my eyes.
