Elorfin

Little has changed in the Vale since we returned; many come and go all with purpose in their step. For now we remain here my Father has been and gone, speaking to both Amorith and myself, he was visibly happy which only encouraged me all the more. His gift to Amorith was precious indeed, the cloak of my Mother, Alatariel. He has held onto it since that terrible time, a reminder to him both bitter and sweet. Nevertheless for him to pass it on as a gift to my Lady was finer than any gem or jewel anyone could find.

To my love the one who has my heart..

I write to you on a quiet and still night.. the moon shedding light into this peaceful sanctuary hoping all is well for you in lorien. My Father seems pleased with my progress and under his instruction I am learning as much as I can, he seems a little distracted at times.. but that is nothing new.. I sense his time here is drawing to an end.. it is perhaps why he is pouring what he knows and what he has learned into his Son.

Tis rather odd writing in this book.. still it bares well to write down a few thoughts..
My Father has found much comfort in the surroundings of Imladris, he has decided at least for now to stay, he is happy with my choice I almost saw a flicker of pride in his eye. I know he has found great joy in meeting old friends, Lord Veryacano to name a few.