Chronicled in Staddle in Bree-land of Eriador,
On this the 71st day of Rhîw in the Year 3018 of the Third Age.
Na vedui! Good tidings have I received from Todsi Silverbeard... we depart Bree on the morrow! Thus today I bade farewell to the Echil (and Hadhod) of the Scholar's Stair Archive, and offered my gratitude to the kind Periain of Staddle for my board and lodging in the form of coin which they gratefully accepted.
Fortuitously, as I wandered the starlit woods Chetwood south of Staddle last night, I met a Wandering Company from Imladris upon the East Road; and I delighted to be among my kin once more, even for so short a time. And they gifted to me a horse whose rider had, alas, fallen along the road to the fell blades of a band of Yrch nigh Amon Sûl; and I have named her Belan.
But I have not lost hope that I might yet be reunited with Thinelroch ere my journey's end, for by sanwe-latya do I know she survived the melee in the Eastfarthing and lives yet; but I know not where, for her mind's eye is in utmost darkness.
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