Anadryt

How can one describe a feeling so powerful that can stop everything around you? 

When i saw Rhianonn walk towards me next to Gohen, her father, i knew immediately that i was the luckiest man in Middle-Earth. The small steps, the shy smile, the big blue eyes, the immaculate white dress, the small flower she was holding... everything made her look like if an Ainur had descended to Trestlebridge. I will never see anything more perfect in my life.

And suddenly the day had arrived.

After so much waiting, after all the courting, after asking for her hand, after surviving a crisis, the morning of the day of the wedding was there, with the sun shining outside of my window. 

The hours that followed passed practically unnoticed. I guess i had breakfast, i cleaned myself, dressed up and rode to Bree. There i saw a lot of friends, many of whom had come especially for the wedding. We talked and laughed, but during all that time i could only think in the bride.

“My head looks like a garden!” she wailed at her reflection in the mirror.  She spun the circlet this way and that until there were so many petals on the floor it looked as if she had hosted the wedding in her home.  Then the damned thing snapped and fell to the floor, where it was promptly kicked away in frustration.  Soon enough, she stole more flowers from a neighbours garden and remade the circlet again.  Finally she lifted the hem of her dress and strapped a dagger to her thigh just as

The day of the wedding has finally arrived and I find myself excited for the happy couple.  Rhia and Ana are amongst my dearest friends, and to see them grow close and fall in love has been a joy to watch.  I hurry and dress for the wedding, or as hurried as I can be with the babe so close to coming.  Grabbing my harp and coin pouch, I make my way from the home of my husband, Komatsu, to Trestlebridge where the ceremony will take place.

The day of Rhianonn's wedding is upon me. 
I still dislike crowded places for they make me feel too unsettled.
I am going with Rothrian at my side, which is good. She taught me not to fear people but to hold them close to my heart, especial those I care about. I always thought that I needed to distance myself from my friends to keep them safe, but I see now that I harm them by doing so. Make them worry about me and pull them into the danger I am heading into myself.

It's late, my knee is hurt and I'm here writing, in the middle of the night. Something must have gone wrong in my head to be writing, instead of sleeping after these last days... Like the rest of Bree, they are getting crazier and crazier for some reason... I can't wait to leave again... But that's not the reason I write, the reason is the wedding, or rather... The attack...