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It has been two days and well into noon, by now. Despite so, this did not trouble Nenusidh, perhaps it was one of the reasons why he had to set out so quickly, which was the journey will be a while in itself. He has made way into the steep hills of Nan Amlug, the area where the forest breaks into hill and deep valleys.
It has been a long time since I didn't went back to Bree, long time walking trough the lifeless and silent roads of The Lone Lands. I miss the evergreen plains and the forest that spread its woods to everyplace. So one day i went back to Bree, and heard after days the noise of the horses, the chant of the bards, the propaganda of the merchants, the blades crushing in the forge... all that combination of sounds, something that I usually heard before, are nothing more than noise... one that is really disgusting now.