...on all my travels, I never made time to write...
Why o why is this world so harsh. I feel darkness everywhere. Is my mind playing with me? I long to lie down in the grasslands of Westemnet staring at the clear blue sky and let my mind wander off. But at this moment, I cannot. I have to plan my way to the Vales of Anduin.
For now I have settled myself in Bree. I will stay here for a while, hoping to meet new people. Maybe I can get some fine wine and some quality pipe-weed. There are a lot of people here, I even see dwarfs and elves and other tiny people! From what I have heard around, called halflings.
Maybe for now, I can rest a while.
