Lothlorien

-Calmly written elegant Sindarin covers the page.-

-The Sindarin is smooth, and calmly written.-

I cannot remember a time since childhood when I have felt the urge to sing in joy as I do now.

'Here I am, There you are.' This saying has never been so truthful as it is now that Sylrond and I have bonded.

-The Sindarin was written in sharp agitated strokes.-

Well Journal, it has been a week since I wrote.

Five broken ribs and bruised bruises absolutely everywhere else.
I have spent the last WEEK getting my tail end handed to me.
By orcs. FOR FUN!!!

- The Sindarin is slightly slanted. The writer was excited when he wrote this.-

I do not believe it. I truly am blessed.

On my way home to our talan I saw The Forest Lord himself!!
Ai, not Lord Celeborn. A Hart!!! A White Stag!!! These creatures are as rare as Unicorns!

-The Sindarin was calmly scrawled across the page.-

I have snuck from my place sleeping at Sylronds side to write of my joy.

As he and I were settling in together at the new Talan, he asked me what I had meant to ask him beneath the great Oak tree in Bree land.

So tired I was, that I had blurted out what I had truly intended to ask.

"Will you marry me?"

-This Sindarin entry was written patiently it seems. No smears or mistakes.-

Home.....Lothlorien!! Lorien laurë!!

-The Sindarin letters seem to have been written in a slight rush.-

-The Sindarin letters on this page is slightly blurred in a few places, from drops of liquid. Tears perhaps?-

Sylrond mentioned good news to me.

He asked Threland if he would journey with us to Lothlorien.
Threland had said he would love to.

This lifts my spirits, as I was not looking foreword to saying 'Farewell'