The Torn Journal: Entry I

It has been long since I last wrote my thoughts, but I finally got a moment for myself. So... I have arrived in Amon Raith with companions. A long way from my camp in Bree-Land it was. Also a dangerous one. I was alone in my journey until I've reached North Downs. There, after a night in Nellie's house I have met a hobbit, Suoma by the name. Then after a moment Ornessar joined our party. 
But it is not the most important thing. It's just.. The Trestlebridge. The town is burnt down.I have sworn to protect the Free Peoples. Where have I been when they were killing the innocent? They needed me... 
I was not able to help. All I felt was deep sadness that was filling me. The smoke in the air... it reminded me of my childhood, when I have lost my father. The battle of old... That left a scar on my face. It makes me feel that I am strong, that I can stand through the difficult moments and situations. And as long as I live I will not fall into despair. 
My companions.. well I trust Ornessar but The hobbit is a new person for me. She seems so curious and it annoys me sometimes. Anyway, she gave me the moments of joy. Calling me a queen was one of the most funny things that recently happened to me. I know that she is just curious of who I am, but she will get to know is if we will ever become a good friends. 
Finally I have reached first of my destinations, I know what needs to be done. I am going to Fornost - with or without the company. I am worried about them and I am not going to endanger the lives of the innocent. 
I got back from the hunt as we needed food but I forgot about something... Ornessar doesn't like hurting animals and I know that I have made him sad. It saddens me twice but I'll just stay silent about it. There is nothing to be done. I should be more careful, and maybe more distanced from the others...