Amorith

I have not been able to write in my diary for a while..Recent events has kept me apart from writing down my thoughts..

Not only have I been focused on my studies, but I also have met Earinlin's father that inspired me to improve as a historian..Maybe it has hindered my insight, visions and my skill to forsee ..I have not been able to see the dark clouds amongst the ones I love...

I finally got to see Earinlin's father..
I don't why I feared him so much.. He was not very different that Earinlin. He seemed to have the same warm personality as Earinlin.. Though I could sense he was a proud person with strong integrity regarding his heritage. But I also could see some sadness around him, don't know why..

So it shall happen.. The day approaches..

Something very special and unique is about to happen..Eovina will be Tindir's Lady now..Is about time... I promised to make invitations..I hope they will be pleased

Upon hearing the news of my Son and the hand of his love being given to him by Lord Anglachelm, I have deemed it is now time to journey to Imladris and meet this Lady whom has captured my Son's heart so completely.

Before setting out from Lindon I was sure to write a letter to my Son informing him I was arriving in the near future.. that way at least he can ensure he is around when I arrive as I know his duties may take him elsewhere at short notice.

I am not one for keeping a diary of accounts, but recent news has caused me at least to scribe my thoughts perhaps for clarity of mind or even to muse..

My Father Elorfin sent me a letter I was delighted to receive for it was an unusual event.. he is not one for letters, he prefers a conversation and a more direct approach.

I will leave..

I Ride East it won’t take too long,
Til the path rises and then behold the valley below.
My love is waiting, she shows me wonders and she has my heart.

She is as free as an eagle
Her voice as soft as a summer breeze,
Her golden hair flows like a mountain stream.
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing.

As she sings songs, as she plays, she takes my mind.
Her smile and her eyes that gleam, a warmth that is rarely seen.
To behold her is treasure yet she calls herself mine..
Amorith Sherowyn
 

I wrote you a song..under the clear, bright moon
just a few tones, an easy, melodic tune
should not be complicated, nor difficult to play
I want you to learn, but in your own way..

Together we are, in harmony and trust
It should not be troublesome and difficult
I am your lady..But I want you to be free..
I am first of all a friend, is the way it should be..

Tonight I decided to join a music festival hosted by my own house, an event open for everyone that loves the art of music.
I decided to play a song I wrote myself yesterday. Is a dark song, with much energy.. It's called The dark rider.. Is about everything I fear in this world.. I thought maybe I should play a happy, cheerful tune. But rumors said that others would do that.. So I would stick to my song..