This chronicle is a compilation of all the diary entries of Swefenclide as a means to record his travels in the Middle Earth. Since the chronicle tries to replicate the pages of the journal that he uses, some pages may include poems, scribbles, and (probably) folklores heard, made, or experienced by the author himself.
The word has come from the North of the last terrible battle of the War of the Jewels, which those who still live are already calling the Battle of Unnumbered Tears. The news is devastating; for not a single one of the armies of King Fingon shall ever return, nor his allies among Men.
As sparks fly of white-hot steel when the hammer strikes the metal, so do flashes of a time lost to past flames. Of memories that once represented joy, but now cause pain.
Rovenon reflects on distant past, as he works towards a brighter future.
One strike of his hammer at a time, and one continuously burning flame.