A young mind can easily be seduced by other people, yet old roots never leave us.
Teremonth, my son, has decided that his true love is with Iverwen. My heart is once again, glad, at this news. The last time I spoke with them they were on their way to decorate Celegbair's bedroom. It gives me hope that they are putting thoughts into actions for their Son, my Grandson.
I had heard that Welten was chasing Nalokha, how dare she show her face in Bree-land after our last meeting. I do not know how the outcome went after Welten and Nalokha's meetings, I can only hope for the best.
I made my way through The Shire for around fifteen, or sixteen hours or so yesterday. I have now reached Bree, and have decided to rest the night here, yet I do not want to, but my mind must rest before I depart for the lone lands.
Whilst in the meetings with Lord Elrond in days to come, I have sent word to Khalis to meet me within Imladris, as I have not spoke or seen him in months, I look forward to meeting him once more.
But for now, I close my diary and wait to see what the next days have in offer. Old roots can never leave us, Nothing Truly Ends.
Loor Turindriel Elithen
