Arandear... my husband. I could never forget him, he left me to wander the wilds, all because he wanted to go to Mirkwood and guard those lands. The very land that I was exiled from! Love... love is stubborn it follows you no matter how hard you try and be rid of it. He still had his ring, his ring on his neck. I still had mine, but I felt as if it lost it's meaning until he asked if I would still have him. He is the only one I have ever been able to forgive. Arandear.. descendent of Numenor, never leave me again. Or sorrow will completely overcome me.
The journal is filled with tear stains.
