But two days ago, Andarne and I rode to Duillond where we discovered the Festival Garden and it's Spring festivities. We entered the cave, I was in awe upon the sight. The place has a beauty about it and would be ideal to sit in peacefully to meditate. I was not impressed by what I saw, however.
Our own kindred plus Men, Dwarves and even Hobbits; running around like headless chickens, jumping on shrews! I was disgusted! What a horrid way for a creature to meet its end! If you must perform a cull, surely not make a game out of it? Put the animal out its misery swiftly. I have had to perform such culls back home. I found the spear to be proficient and quick. It means less suffering for the animal in the long run!
We observed for a time, then made our way out of the area. My love had to leave for a time, but I remained and joined in on the more pleasant festivities. I took a dance lesson with a very kind Elf-maiden. I found it a little difficult, however. Perhaps I shall attempt it once again? I shall make my way to Duillond soon.
