 | I find myself wandering the homeland, more and more. My wife now lingers at Cerin Amroth; nusring her woes and weariness. It will not be long until our son is brought into this world. I am proud of her, and happy. Lothlórien is peaceful this night, the winds are soft and cool; the breeze does not worry me. Mirkwood has fallen silent, there is peace there for the first time in many weeks. This night is bliss. My mind wanders ever to the past, and the future. Does Irmo grant me insight to my fate? I dream of many things, so vivid and real. I will not question His ways, but welcome them. I must soon pray to the Valar I love. |
