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Personal Records; Entry 38



This is a Letter

Yet again, I dwell now in Lothlórien; as per the request of my Lord and Lady.

The Malledhrim are to go forth, in the coming days. Plans are being made, strategems formed. The Enemy is moving; and Dol Guldur is now the least of our concerns. I look back, now, as I sit upon Talain Galadhrim.

Before I came here, days past; I was rested in Imladris, in the quarters that once held my friend, Laerdan. Three nights, I was there; and attended, yet again, the assembly. Although, I quickly lost enthusiasm, for no apparant reason.

It could be said, that I am eager to go forth with the plan of action. My beloved is yet again grievous, as to my departure. I wish not to leave her side, as often as I must, now; but "duty 'afore hearts", and I must do as The Lord and Lady command of me.

When I arrived, at Nimrodel; I spoke, almost at once, to Haldir. He had sent Master Luwe, to my order. I was not, and still arent, happy with Luwe not coming of his own free will. But he has been accepted, and has proven to be a boon companion.

Now, I must depart these pages. I am being summoned, to the Council; and I will not record the proceeds, here. They shall linger in my mind, alone; and not on parchment.