I have lingered in Imladris a few days now. The days are slow here, but pleasant. I spend more time reminiscing on past events than on thinking about what's to come. I was granted audience with Legolas, the son of Thranduil, but he unfortunately had no news from beyond the mountains.
However, as I went for a walk around the wonderful premises, I came across three guards from Lord Elronds warband. They presented themselves as Aewiel, Faorie and Nelnardis. They where having a dancing lesson of sorts, it was quite the merry scene I walked into. We started talking and they kindly welcomed me, and suggested I'd stay until the middle of the week when there apparently is a gathering of elves from all over in the Hall of fire.
And then I learned the most marvelous thing - at least one of the elves, Nelnardis, and possibly also the others, had recently been to Mirkwood to help fight against the darkness there! This knowledge bring such joy to my heart. To know that there are good forces at play in my native lands, despite this shadow that has hung over them for so long, is quite reassuring. I had imagined that I would be more or less alone once I came to Mirkwood, that the forest was forsaken and forgotten by the outside world. Now it seems the Malledhrim of Lórien are actively at work in the region, and even Lord Elrond is sending troops to their aid! I shall be certain to make my way to Caras Galadhon and offer my services there as soon I get past the mountains.
These news make me utterly restless - I wish to be in Rhovanion at this very moment! But to rush would be folly, for the road is long and filled with dangers.
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