Dear Diary,
I am in Rivendell, or to give it its real name Imladris.
The Elven escort we waited for in the Lonelands were two days late. I sat shivering and half starved eating only three meals a day to try to make my provisions last longer.
When the escort arrived we set off at a quick pace and soon left the Lonelands behind us.
Imladris is such a wonderful place, and I have been granted permission to use Lord Elrond's library.
I shall spend as much time as I can studying the songs and music in his collection.
I shall also remember to look at the farming lore he has in the library too.
I am so excited, I feel like a child at Yule waiting to open a gift.
