In my home city of Caras Galadhon, we have a special pavillion for...special visitors. The visitors, in this case, are Lord Aragorn of Imladris...it has been many years since last I saw him in Lorien, but he spent most of his time at Cerin Amroth.

This is indeed a rarity! When one of my kindred Elves seek to place upon Mortals a great honour, in life or death, they give to them a Sword, often the very one they themselves used in battle. This sword, however, was laid on the tomb of a Ranger of the North.

My wandering gets the better of me, and on this one occasion, I found one of the Elder beacons, used by Annuminas to communicate with Esteldin and Fornost. It is in remarkable condition!

Ost Guruth, the major presence of Men in The Lone-Lands. Not unlike the rather hidden sanctuary of Esteldin in the North-Downs. Men always seem to amaze me at their...building capacity.

I doubt one can be any safer from viewing Caradharas the cruel at a distance.

Though you may not see much here, these are the...often misinterpereted Walls of Moria.

Eregion, accursed and blessed land of the Old World. Home of the Ring Forges, which I will not delve into greater depth here... But the sunrises are particularly appealing to any who love natural beauty...

I now know why the Dwarves call Caradharas 'The Cruel', the mountain pummelled me with snow and frost, though I was unaffected by the elements, the wind did blow me over a few times!

My...explorative nature often gets the better of me, indeed..this was one of the cases, and I ended up atop Zirakzigil, of all places!