Account of Veryacano, 7 Tulié, Year 472...

((a page of a well preserved ancient journal written in Quenya. Still, it looks so old that it feels like it is about to disintegrate in your hands. Some parts are so timeworn, you can barely make out the meaning..)) 7 Tulié, Year 472, Around Midnight.. We continued our march north-east all day. We have encountered little resistance from the enemy in the passes of Serech. The ground before me has started to change already. It is hard to believe this land was once called Ard-Galen the green. Fires of Angband have long been extinguished, but the ground is still barren and black with ash. Sometimes during the day, we can see the peaks of Thangorodrim in the distance. Its always covered with dark clouds and smoke, towering over the plains of Anfauglith. We now camp in the quiet plains of the north. Stars are distant, we are tired. The light of our fires are dimmed by a chilling north wind. The silence of the night is only broken by the footsteps of the watchers or the distant howl of a foul wolf. There is rumour that that more forces are to arrive soon. Eldar and Edain of Amon Ereb and Himring are said to approach from the eastern passes. Noldor of Hithlum and Mithlond have joined the alliance, but we have seen no sign of them yet. I eagerly await Fingon's forces. I hope to see their white banners in the west under the starlight, but I see naught but barren hills. From far south, elves of Falas will march to war with us. Some also expect aid from Finrod Felagund's folk of Nargothrond. Our relations with Orodreth are bitter. I do not think he will send anyone to Noldor's aid, let alone come himself. But perhaps my brother Felogar will come to our aid. He knows I will march to war and perhaps he will find me. I have not seen him for the longest time, my heart yearns to see him. I hope we will fight together once again. It seems Angband will be placed under siege once again from all directions. My Lord Maedhros gathers his commanders every night. We can see them discussing battleplans over maps in torchlight. They tell us not of the plan, perhaps they are afraid of the enemy's ears. I do not think Morgoth can stand against such a force for long. Once the alliance is assembled, our might will never be matched in all years of Arda..