Felt it was time to take the quill in my hand and write my thoughts down again, as it has been a while since done so. I got myself a new notebook, as the other one was filled with more sadness than good. I see this as a new beginning..
I have found my mind, at many occasions, to have wandered off, as if I would have lingered in worlds part reality, part dream.. I am uneased and the thoughts I carry does not seem to want to go away. I decided to leave Celondim and find comfort and maybe somewhat distraction with the Elves of Imladris, as I joined the gathering in the Hall of Fire. And indeed, my mind was eased, as I found comfort in the music and the dancing, but also as I got acquainted with new and wonderful Edhil. For the first time in a long while I have felt at home, together with my own, they who think and speak as I do. One of the musicians introduced himself to me as Tinuvinil and I later found out he hails from the Golden Woods just as myself. It was a pleasant surprise meeting a kindred, and one who also seem to be able to lift my minds unease just by playing on his harp.
*smiles at the thought and then continues*
He, in turn, introduced me to his friends and acquaintaces.. Hiril Malliel, whom I got the chance to dance next to a couple of times. Indeed a lovely Lady, shining as of gold is her hair and warm are her eyes, showing her loving kindness. Also hîr Isilyan was introduced to me. He seems to be very friendly and easy to talk to, though we have spoken so briefly the two times we have seen eachother that I cannot tell much about him.
Alas, as I attempted to disregard my troubles and just try to enjoy myself, some seem to have noticed my thoughtful state of mind. I was confronted with questions, not easy to answer.. and especially not to people I have not known for long. Although, as I said, it was so easy to find comfort in hîr Tinuvinil, that I spoke of more than I should have.. I do not know.. I only open up my heart to a selected few, I think I surprised myself speaking so openly to him. But I don't think he looks down on me for that of my troubles... as he unexpectedly asked me to join him and his party as they were leaving Imladris for Lothlórien. And how could I refuse such an offer, as I have so longed to see my beloved forest again?
The journey was quick, although we had to pass through Moria. Moria.. yrch.. how I detest the darkness. I was in the right company with Tinuvinil, hiril Malliel, hîr Lahdir and hîr Andarne, as they had the skills required to venture in to the Darkness of Khazad-Dûm.. I felt I had nothing to fear, not in the company of friends. His reason for asking me to join I do not know, maybe he saw more of my troubles than I let on.. but I am so thankful for his offer, for his kindness and his gift, to take me home.
And now, here I am.. sitting at the Peaceful Glade, watching the leaves dance in the soft wind, smelling the familiar scents of eirien and elanor.. I am at home! Na vedui! Bar nín di-'aladh! My home beneath the trees.. Here I am free.
*puts the quill down, blows gently on the page to dry the ink and smiles pleasantly as she closes the book*
