Father, I hope and trust this letter finds you well and that your stand against the evil that has beset our beloved home is not in vain. I have finally reached the great mountains and joined the Dwarven expedition into Moria. Many of our kin have answered there call to assist them reclaim the mines but alas the cost has been heavy many have perished. Men, Elves Dwarves and even the little folk from the Shirelands have stood side by side in the struggle in this dark place.. perhaps even here when the price is so high hope blossoms as the free folk of this land stand together.

What a night!!!! I have no words.. It was amazing!!! So many of my friends came..And so many others came too. Everyone because of our event and the music.. What a lovely audience...There can't excist such fine audience that was present earlier this evening...Is impossible..Very rare....

I am soooo happy now..Think I want to cry... I can't really sleep! The laughter, clapping, the sound of the music still ringing in my head... Ahhh I can't wait to wake up tomorrow.. Talk to my friends again!!!

Finally... My body ceased to ache. All the tortures you inflicted upon me, now seem as little more than distant memories, a fading dream. And should my scars not be there to remind me of them, maybe I could have forgotten. But what shall never be forgotten is your treachery. Your betrayal. Your poisonous lies. All of them, I keep them close to me, in the centre of my thoughts, never fading away, never allowing me a moment's rest. And my fuel... The constant, ceaseless thought of vengeance. Soon... Love will lie dying.