My dear friend, I am most happy at writing to you for many reasons. Business goes constantly progressing but the details you could read in the report addressed to the council. This letter is more of a personal matter.
So I was at the pony, minding my own business. When suddenly Alolira, a new watcher, had her dogs try and take me in. Of course, I resisted. *there is a heavily marked out section here, impossible to read* I've done nothing they can prove! nothing! They had the nerve to back me into a corner and shackle me. The people in the inn didn't take well to it, happy to know I have more allies than the watch.
Threland and Ellyanna, Holding hands under the grey, cloudy, and ready to rain welkin. Even the Valar were touched that day, and the skies poured down tears of joy. For it was the day when two innocent souls fulfilled their destiny. There were very few things in that world, which matched with another so perfectly and in so many ways, as the lovely lady and the young farmer did. Two creatures who were meant for eachother all along, and who were so unlikely to meet eachother in a lifetime.