Time to open the journal and write, as there is things that should be written down to never be forgotten. In years from now I might just open this journal, read and remember the happy times I am now currently in. It has been many dawns and many sunsets filled with contemplation and dreams of the Sea. I know I am to sail, but when? I have found myself to think less of it, the longing has subsided, for what reason is yet unclear to me, although, it is in deed happy times to live in at present.
My sister Aelir is to marry soon, I recieved the invitation. I have composed a song in her and hîr Eglanel's honour. For their love. I hope I will dare to perform it, as I am in no way a performer. I leave the singing and playing to the ones that posess the skill. But it is for my sister, and there is nothing I would not ever do for my sister, for I love her so.
Calaeron, mellon, was kind enough to escort me around Imladris, in search for that one dress that would be most suitable for me to wear at the wedding, alas, with no luck. It turned out to be three spools of thread, needles and cloth, green in colour. I have just finished sowing the dress. It took time, for neither that is a skill I can say I posess, but it will surely do. The day spend with Calaeron was a pleasurable one in any way. We spoke of many things, as we tend to do when we meet. He is very respectable and I enjoy our conversations very much.
For now, I shall rest the quill and go seek my sister, see that she is well and happy as she should.
