Well it appears that fate has smiled upon me for once. Perhaps now I should be expected the unexpected, life surely is a queer thing. One moment it despises you as if you were the enemy and the next you can feel it's warmth and merriment. I've allowed a man to love me and I am truly elated, but what does this mean next? Does it mean that I have grown? Yes I feel as if I've come farther than my family ever would had believed. Gods, a man loves me, little me. Little Cassiah of Bree-land, who used to bounce around with pigtails in her hair and sit on her Father's lap, just a blacksmith's daughter. Aeru, I am proud to call you friend and love; but to live with one of the Dunadan? That's almost unthinkable. But this is real, this exists and it is time to accept it and allow myself to be happy. At least for a little while, I cannot forget that there is a war at hand, time to face the future.
