Diary Entry Six - Child of Sorrow, Child of Thought

It has been some time since last I wrote, guess I have had nothing of importance to tell or I have simply tried to ignore the thoughts... well, not anymore. I have dwelled in Imladris for some time, the air is fresh and the scenery is a delight for my eyes to behold, as always, the people are friendly and the gatherings at the Hall of Fire are joyful. Although, the events, going on for several months, the talking about the shadows lurking on the Eastern shores of the Anduin, the state which Greenwood is in and the letter from hîr Andarne.. it has made my mind linger back, memories of days filled with sorrow and despair coming into my thought and I feel.. transparent. Melien, muindor a gwanunig nín.. how I miss you, brother.. That is what makes my heart fill with sorrow and my mind to be uneased at times, but now, more than ever, as Tinuvinil told me he has been called forth by the Lord and Lady, might have to cross the River along with so many others. I could not bear to lose him aswell... I cannot stand the thought of seeing him leave, as my brother once did.. my last memory of him, seeing him jump onto his steed, giving me a smile of encouragement and telling me he would see me again soon.. He never came back... I.. I cannot write more, it hurts too much...