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A Finch's Journal: Entry 34



Sometimes, Journal, I think a break does a person a whole lot of good. I promised to recount my adventures in here no matter who fell or fair they are. But what happens when I have not got words to properly describe all that I have seen and done?

But I am ready to continue I think. It feels good to pick this up once more. It reminds me of who I have been before now and I feel comforted and whole. Perhaps I just needed time to breathe and remember.

Back and forth and back again have my journeys across Middle Earth taken me. I have seen many things that are right pretty and many things I never wish to see again. The seasons have turned over and right about now it is spring going into summer. This is my favorite part of the year. Everything feels free and new. 

We are now resting on Tol Lochul - home - after a long journey back. I remember when I was in the Shire some years ago and re-heard the tale of Old Mad Baggins. Far from the Shire that Hobbit traveled with Dwarves and went through the very heart of the forest known as Mirkwood. I never in a million years would have thought that I would see that place for myself. Yet, this last journey home took us through there. Calidis had some business with the Elvenking. I don't think she liked him very much in the end though. .Something to do with her father and her mother and things that occured ages before I was ever even thought of. 

But, I did find the halls of Felegoth to be very pretty! It was awful hard to tell what was a tree and what was merely stonework. The place, though it be underground, shuts out the darkness of the surrounding forest. Glowing jewels and lanterns are everywhere. Some areas in Felegoth look to be lit by perpetual twilight and it was right gorgeous to see. Of course, as is our usual lot, we did see things there that I wish we hadn't and by the time we left we were in a big hurry to put some miles between that place and us. But I shan't let that overshadow everything that was good. 

Now that we are home, we have time to take some amount of rest and room to start thinking about how on earth we are to tackle all the problems that seem to have been heaped onto our plates. I think that is the way of things sometimes. You have to take the good with the bad.

Eduwiges' mother - her real mother - Miss Daedre is something else. She doesn't quite feel like mothers feel; full of warmth and love whether they have a rough exterior or not. But that might be because she hadn't raised her own child. She's a woman who has also seen her fair share of things she wishes she hadn't. 

She has got a map of the place I was born, you know, though I remember next to nothing of such a place. I know curiosity killed the cat but I do hope that she'll let me take a peek at that map. I don't know why I want to look at it. Why would I want to remember such a horrible place? And yet, a part of me feels like maybe I should.

[here there are several cat's paw prints in ink trailing across the bottom of the page]

Well, looks like Sassy and Mouse wanted to say hello too!