Despite the sun smiling down there was a chill on the wind which was winding its way through the vale as I left that morning. With a last look down upon my home I turned my horse away from the sun and out the western gates of Imladris. Once across the high moor I picked my way down the slopes till I came to the Bruinen which I intended to follow southward till the rise into Echad Gwingris. The few menfolk who had chosen to make their home along the Bruinen are used to the elder patrols from Imladris passing this way so there was no need to hide my features.
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Elisbeth.
