feelings

The next day I left for the main land to follow my path until my family house and then further into Middle-Earth. I took a rest near an abandoned house nearby when I heard a familiar voice. As I turned around I found out that my beloved ranger was standing there. I smiled at her for a brief moment and soon enough we started to talk about the abandoned property and soon coming onto the subject of my own family house. "I had a small one in Belfalas.." - I began looking down. The ranger came closer to me inspecting me visually.

The sun was rising over the Kingsfell, the birds were singing, and the warm breeze rustled the grass and leaves in the trees bright flowers covered the hills and crops were tall in the farm fields. Outside the farmhouse of one such homestead, a man was going about his chores. He slowly turned the handle of the wheel, hauling up a bucket of water while he appears somewhat frustrated, muttering angrily the whole time. He is dressed well, at least for a farmer.

Dear Diary, this loneliness is nawing at my heart like the sharp teeth of a warg. I have my brother, but I feel as if I am not enough for him.  Ever since I returned to Bree.. from my little adventure, he distracts himself with other company.  The friends I used to have, no longer exsist.  I wonder if anyone will ever love me?  I've always been an outcast since I was old enough to talk. Maybe I'll just work in the tavern for the rest of my life.  I'll just...