This is the starting of my journey to the land of the horse lords, Rohan. The day started normal, we met near the gate of Bree ready to head out, the feeling I had was a bitter sweet one. I was sad I was leaving Bree, the town I protected all these years, the children I was leaving behind, my friends, but the sweet part I was talking about would be traveling with Feorhwen, ever since I saw her playing her harp in the pony I knew she was special, I had an over whelming sense of wanting to help her get home, maybe it was her harp playing that triggered the urge, or her beautiful smile, nonetheless I started on this journey to get her back home with a guide known as Dyrhildr, and Feorhwens friend and fellow Rohirric, Ynna. I see it in her eyes she does not trust me as far as she can throw me, I couldn't tell why for the longest time, but now I think I know, she just wants the best for Feorhwen, and wants to keep up with "tradition", I am very concerned she is trying to make Feorhwen change her mind about me, but I can tell she is failing in that mission, I love Feorhwen, and I hope she loves me, I have a feeling my hopes have been met since we slept in the garden before we left, it was a very peaceful night, the stars were shining more bright than ever, it made her blue eyes sparkle... ((The writing stops there and continues half way down the page.)) We have made it to our first camp, not out of Breeland yet, but far enough, I am enjoying this experienece. Very pleasant ride, we will stay here until Dyrhildr meets us, after that I haven't a clue where we go next.
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