Sometimes, it was better to observe Yule from afar.

Sometimes, it was better to simply remember what had been.

Sometimes, it was better not to dampen the joys of others with your own, wistful memories and longings. 

Mid-winter evening, Imladris, present times

[ The events of this story take place months before the present, when the Oathsworn were stationed at Helm’s Deep in the autumn. ]

In preparation for the journey south, a report was needed on the most recently-known conditions of the ruins of Eregion. Diruviel wrote the following and submitted it promptly to Hiril Tingruviel, as requested.

Trigger warning: Domestic abuse mentioned

Breen is a large man both in stature and height standing at almost six feet and two inches tall. Now in his mid twenties he is an independent and renowned horse farmer and supplies most of Bree and the surrounding areas and regularly travels between Bree and his birthplace in Rohan and even beyond should a lucrative deal be likely.