Fornelen

It seems that we will be never good enough for others. Everything I hoped for and everyone I had is gone...
Father perished, or so I think since his disappearance. 
Mother left for the war and that was the last I heard of her.
Faethuil... he left me to never come back as he said and told me to not look for mother anymore. 
I had a high hope that I will have a real aunt but I guess my mother just wanted to make us feel better. Rejection hurts. I do not know how my family does it but I cannot manage what I feel. 

I have received my mother's letter from the battlefield. Curses! I should have been there as I promised her. I have failed as her heir. I suspect she is gone forever now and I will never have any chance of telling her so many things we never caught up on. Fornelen can not find out about this. I know that was a bad thing to do but I stole the letter meant to her. She will never forgive me but it is for her own good. As we talked, I told her that she will need to take on my duties in Forochel, as I will now have to depart for Gondor. Whatever happens... it is all my fault.

I was following my mother's trail closely after my own matters were done. Yet I didn't find her. Instead, I found my older brother, Faethuil who claimed that he had seen her before she left Tinnudir with a strange company. Well, strange to me. He was quite satisfied with them somehow. I looked at my brother and told him that we should find mother and get to know that company better before we can be calm, even though our mother was wisest of us. Since the disappearance of our father we kept guarding each other since she returned to the North.

I have left Tinnudir as soon as my tutor allowed it, since I am still a young guardian of these lands. The fellow rangers there already told me that my mother was seen with a gathering, moving towards Ost Forod and that was later confirmed by my brother, Faethuil. 

After writing this, the young ranger moved on to catch up with those she wanted to encounter but all she found was her brother talking with a Gondorian Man. 

Faethuil sat down as he returned to Tinnudir without any informations regarding his mother. Fornelen seemed even more worried but he just focused on his journal for a moment.