It is almost time. Soon, I shall finally meet my child. I still linger within the homeland. As I write this, I am sitting beside the fount of the Lord and Lady. The water here is cool and refreshing, which I often find myself drinking.
Baingol has been looking after me, ever so attentatively. He will not allow me to fetch anything for myself and always insists I am seated. He is and will be a glorious father. Our child will be so lucky!





