Dear Diary,
I find myself only a few meters away from the Last Bridge. Thank goodness! I can get away from these barren, sullen lands! But I hear that the Trollshaws are dangerous... they weren't named the "Trollshaws" without reason. Yes, Stone-trolls come out at night, so I will have to make sure that I always travel by day. However, I am simply content now, knowing that I will be there soon.
As I survey over these Lone-lands I think to myself and wonder what an Elf looks like. I've seen drawings, but somehow I felt that they don't really look that way. They have pointy ears yes, but what does the general Elven population look like? I hear their beauty was beyond that of Men, but I will have to find out!
I hope Rivendell was what I imagined it to be... I would dearly love to learn the Elven Lang
Here the Handwriting stops suddenly. The page itself is splattered with blood.
