(Hastily written entry, some parts are unreadable as blood and rainfall blurred the letters.)
Goblins, these parts of the mountains are crawling with them. There are wounded, there is hardly time to recover. The white snow has our blood on it. Blo** for blood. We r***ed the Andui*, *** ** **** . The mountain cross was not easy, but we made it through alive. How can I keep her safe !? If I had known she was preg****, I wo*** **ve stayed in Bree!
We were attacked, almost all the horses are kil***. Goblins, there are more wounded, more blood. Blood for blood. The white hand is here, over a thirty **blins on wargs ran close to our camp! They did not attack us, *** **ont know why, ****t seen the last of them. We must move, and find a way to safety, whe**ever that may be!
