*The entry is two pages long. The first one have a sketch of a woman with big eyes and small lips on the right bottom of the page.The letter of the text is messy and written quickly*
Long time since I didn't write in my personal diary, maybe because I didn't feel the necessity of do it, maybe for the research that I have been doing about a month is keeping busy my mind, but so much happened since my last entry and maybe now is pertinent to talk about it.
After months of waiting, I couldn't keep my mind in peace. She still don't answer any card since the last time that she wrote me, and I felt the uncontrollable feeling of despair, of madness that drives me into a killing beast... I almost killed one of my companions in a spar... I almost killed a burglar that tried to rob me... It was days of fear and finally I understand these warnings: I must go to find the truth about her, about myself. Basaran gave me the idea, but he was too busy to go with me, so I made the decision of going alone to face reality once for all.
The Forsaken Inn, Ost Guruth and finally the Trollshaws. Three places that I traveled through a week of loneliness, nature and wild danger. A wolf attacked me by surprise on a night while I was sleeping, and he bit me on my shoulder on my shoulder before I reached his belly with his sword. When I saw the beast, the blood on my shoulders and my sword, I noticed that the beast was pregnant... I felt sadness and tears rolling from my eyes... but then, I felt that again... and everything went blur, seeing two shadows that were saying again and again... "Feed yourself... feed your power and bloodlust... you are not a puny human... you are the predator of the lands... dear son...". When the voices were over, I started to recover my sight, and I saw with horror my hands filled with meat, and I feel the nasty smell of meat on my mouth and nose... I ran away from there quick as possible, hoping that no one saw that.
The arrive to Rivendell was wonderful. The place is a paradise compared with the wild danger of the woods. Immediately after leaving my horse on the stable, I started to walk around the city, seeing amazed the magnificent architecture of the elves, no matter what race or thoughts you have, it was just overwhelming. Now I'm resting at the Last Homely House Inn, a piece of heaven, I must admit; the food is thousand times better than the Prancing Pony Inn and also the beer, but I won't be there for too long. I must recover from my wound and after that going directly to the Dunlands, hoping If It won't be that bad as here...
Rosie, If you are alive, I hope to see you fine, safe, healthy, seeing your smile again, feeling your hair on my hand again, your body on mine, your lips on mine... In the other hand... If my deepest fear has come true, I trust that that bastard that made that to you must pay for his actions... It won't be easy, but I'll come to you, in body, or in spirit, if it's necessary...
Don't worry... I'll come for you now... just try to survive...
*The last page is filled with scratches and shadows drawn on the bottom of the page. The letter is a bit tidier than before, but the last words are almost unrecognizable.*
