Lothlorien

Father, It has been to long since my last letter, please forgive me. I have all but recently arrived in Lorien, the Golden Wood as it is aptly named.. surely there are few places like it left here in these realms.. My journeys through Moria seemed to grow ever darker, passing by and through great halls once proud, now infested with evil and creatures that have no name..

Felt it was time to take the quill in my hand and write my thoughts down again, as it has been a while since done so. I got myself a new notebook, as the other one was filled with more sadness than good. I see this as a new beginning..

I must make this entry brief, for I am to make leave for my homeland within the hour. My love is accompanying me, as is my nephew Lahdir. Tinuvinil has more business to attend to in Eriador, but will be catching up with us soon enough.

I am currently sat in my guest quarters within the house of Lord Elrond, in Imladris. I retired from the Elven Assembly, which seemed unusually quiet, but a few hours ago. It is now time to go home.

My wedding to Andarne looms, I am to make for my homeland in a week. I am excited to be going home again, though a little apprehensive about the journey there. I feel so happy, yet sadness I feel within my heart.

I finally received a letter from my mother and father. Not asking how I was, nor about my returning home and marriage. They simply wrote to notify me that they will make for the Havens shortly, with an intention of sailing to the West.