Shards. Looking back, it has been a very long time since I truly sat and relaxed enough to set pen to paper in a thing that is not business. Lorien has opened her gates to us again, though I know not how Lamaenon convinced the White Lady to take us back into her bower. I am not ungrateful; there is a peace in this place that cannot be found anywhere else in middle-earth, and I was loathe to leave in the first place.
But now... now, I do not need to.
... now that I think of it, that -does- explain the horse. I did not question it, but.. now I know.
I have been spending my days in ... frighteningly constant calm. There is always more to do, what with the orcs a constant threat at the edges of the woods; I am all too happy to lend aid to the elves holding the borders, though I have been proven again and again to not be a cause of threat to their home myself.
Truly, there are adventured randir from Eregion that offer their blades and spells almost every day, so the need is not so great. Most of my hobbies are free to be perused; I am often charging carelessly through the woods on my beast, the two of us sniffing out fresh earth where Arda has thrust up veins of precious metals for us to make things from, or learning the histories of the few ruins in Lorien to keep my mind sharp and Silamaril's belly full; he is like Lady, who in pregnancy has been left in the able care of the elven stablehands under the House of Elrond, n my spoiling him with golden apples.
Lamaenon and Rivondir are a few of the adventurers I mentioned; they ride often to the lines to help, though my mind is wandering to the Anduin that cuts us off from Rivondir's home. I do not doubt they will want to wander thus soon, and as much as I wish for the ranger's joy, I dislike the idea now.
I am far more attatched to Lorien than I thought.
Ah! And the stones of Moria I found, the stones I knew were there; I have fashioned a beautiful circlet set with the wings of eagles to hold them. They no longer sing unless I touch them with power, at which point the hum is a low and slow thing. I wonder if their glow will fade as much. We shall see...
