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Diary.

This is my first time I’ve come home in days. Well, whatever this place is. I’ve moved twice so far. This time, I couldn’t bare the sight of it…

Aigh, another long day.

You'd think that I'd want to get on the horse every day and ride closer to home.

But it's not the case.  I ache all over, and it's just...I miss home.

I miss my friends.  I miss my family.  This would be much eaiser if I had a traveling companion.

Aigh, maybe this is just a case of being travel sore.  Next town I hit, I'll be fine.  Just need a real bed and some real food, that's all.

No time for whinning, there's work to be done.

It is with a gladdened heart I write this..

The Flower will return though its arrival is not defined..

I have been sent at the behest of Curugirion to Imladris, a hub and haven for many of our allies, friends, Eldar and Men.

To simply relay that the Flower will return, as many have enquired to its absense and whence it will return..

Many things are likely to change in the next deployment some I am aware of and some I am not.. none the less this -is- a good day.

Eleven years have we known each other. Eleven years. Since I first saw him during my trip to Rohan. I remember it so well. Little children, we were. I was Seven, he was Nine. He accidentaly poured some water on my dress, but he apologized very loudly as I began crying. Then mother came and took me away, told me that I shouldn't be playing with "riff raff" like that. Oh, how wrong she was.