Winter, 19th March, the flute

Rhîw, nederchae 'waeron - i himp

I am as if besotted with joy! I have spent all day practicing with Gwilwileth; she finally taught me how to use the flute! She instructed me where to put my fingers and how to stress tones. Since I am a bright and excellent student, we soon played songs of yore. No, not really: I am still trying to find all notes and melody patterns and not the least to abstract ways to translate the voices of my heart onto this flute.

Gwilwileth sat there with her harp and she was patient with the noise I was making. However, the sensation when our instruments finally co-voice is incredible. It is as if profound warmth emanates from the core of my body, and it spreads to every part of it. It yields such incredible happiness and joy! But when we surprise each other through music an incredible aspiration for augmented beauty is kindled within us both. The theme becomes bliss and to bliss retained becomes a wonderful challenge. Music is so part of us.

When Gwilwileth retired, I went to the Hall of Fire and continued to practice there, by the steps of the fireplace. I wore my green dress who I have nearly forgotten about - it suits me very well now. Galvathalion heard me and he came and sat by my side and listened. He wore his usual, handsome white tunic with patterns of viridis. We talked about many things and for the first time he opened up about his family, who dwells now far to the West. As an answer to the question why he stayed in Middle Earth, he offered the same explanation as everyone else associated with the  Reniolwaith. It has to be but a veil - I wonder what his true intentions are .