 | Malliel has grown so much the past day or two; and her voice becomes sweeter still. The child within her stirs when she does; rest when she does, and dreams the same dreams. I am so happy; for them both. My wife and child, whom I love with all my being, I would lay my life down for them both. Malgelir does not truly realise how much love I carry for her. My son, oh..my beautiful son. 'Oft I have dreampt of him, and his ventures. His sweet voice, caring nature. He is like his mother in my dreams. I love him already. The breezes in the land grow warm; I desire the kiss of the wind against my cheek. I cannot describe it, but it is something I have always loved. How the leaves whisper softly, and the birds sing high above. The sweet scent of the grass and flowers below, carried up with the wind to the flets above; and the warm flower of Laurelin shining down to us. I am at peace; with myself, my wife. How I love them. |
