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Becoming the Guardian



Hmm how long has it been now since I've seen her ... my dear friend. I know not where she roams. glamdess..... so much has happened in these past months , I fear that I am no longer the remnant you may remember. I've become this great guardian and with this power comes a great cost. I fear the deep slumber may soon take me, but there is something that worries me even more. This sadness , it's slowly growing. it is as if a wailing wraith has become my soul. sometimes I find myself awakening in strange places with no memory of how I came to be there. with the remains of my foes at my feet. Since I've become this guardian .... I have been changing. Glamdess .... your light is needed to re kindle my own. I will not let Eriador fall into ruin , I am her guardian.... But how much longer until I am no longer myself. Hunger no longer claws at my belly, the wine is no longer potent, and the deep slumber continues to call me. I will remain in middle earth until worlds end, what else is an immortal to do ..........