I read the journals In the archives...I saw the maps, and I read about my fathers warband, doing their last stand north in Eregion..So it was true.. Matheric was right..
The book slipped from my hands, and hit the floor with a smash. Matheric came up to me and picked up the book, and placed it back carefully in the bookshelfs..
So it was true. my father was dead...No use to search for him anymore, no use to hope anymore, and occupie my thought with silly dreams and ideas..
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