The date of this entry; the Year 1300, of the Third Age.

Troublesome news has arisen. The north-lands, past the Gladden Fields, and the Mountains; called Angmar, has a dictator.

The date of this entry; the Year 492, of the Third Age.

I listen more to the news of the outside world. Gondor, from what I hear, has been beset by ‘Easterlings’.

Cruel, Evil Men. They are brutal, and sack farms and villages; raping and slaying as they go! Gondor, I know, will be strong, and not falter.

And Arnor as it’s ally, surely it will defeat these ragabonds!

The date of this entry; the Year 241, of the Third Age.

More tidings come everyday, and I am glad to hear that the twin-children are growing well. But more news, I hear! A third child is had, whom is named Arwen! From what the messengers speak of; Imladris is awash with celebrations.

The date of this entry; is the Year 140, of the Third Age.

The Lady Celebrían, daughter of Galadriel and Celeborn, sends tidings from her new home; with Master Elrond. Elladan and Elrohir are growing strong, and they apparently resemble their father now in their current age of ten years.

They have so much to live, I feel. And even more so, I feel I will have business with them in the future

The date of this entry; is the Year 121, of the Third Age. I have begun to think of how, if memory should fail me; words might keep my tale alive.

Thus, I have begun to track my progress, events and thoughts; in a logbook. Always, I will keep it with me.
It is precious; and in times when I cannot bear it, it will reside with the Scholars of Caras Galadhon, my friends.