Rainith

My dearest Eliriael,

*Written with Nirhen [Rainith]*

He spat a mouthful of blood and saliva onto the patchy grass of the training field; his lungs burning from exertion. His limbs felt like lead weights and sweat ran from his brow down his face. He looked at the blunt training sword laying in the damp grass and steeled himself for the effort to reach down and pick it up.

This day I came to the Bridge, hard by the Spire of Meeting, where my retinue gathered. There I saw three of the Fountain’s guards, with shields and spears in their hands, and beside them stood my clerk Sorontar, who carried a stack of papers, and was dressed all in somber black cloth, as if he were part of a mourning procession.

What a grand night it was. She thought back of the warmth in the Halls, how old friends had come and enjoyed a glass of wine and reminisced about the past adventures had. A night of poetry, music and good food.

There are moments in your life when miss someone so much, you just want to pluck them from your dreams and embrace them for real...

We reached the Valley in good time. Lord Estarfin was more quiet than usual, perhaps contemplating the making of the sword he had been charged with crafting for our Lord Anglachelm. Close by the chalk path that leads to the Valley, we met a elf lady, a soldierly-type, by the name of Limiriel.

Believing that Lord Anglachelm was taken north towards the Southern Greenwood, we made shift as well as we could to reach the Great River through the bluffs of the Horse-Men, and after a day of hard travel, we arrived at a hillside overlooking a camp. It was full of swarthy Easterlings, and by a gilt-fringed tent stood a tall and robust Man, with dark, expressive eyes, and a sneering countenance.

To the Lady Rainith,

I write to you from Lorien to inform you that my path has taken me away from the rest of our kin in the South. Please excuse my haste in leaving without your permission. I feel called to return to Lorien, for a reason I cannot yet tell. Lorien is still my home and those who I call my family reside in these woods. Please allow me to remain with the Galadhrim until I have assured all is well here.