Amorith

I have been quite busy the latest days, I am still on my journey to Lindon with Lithia, and Lord Earinlin is still working on his tasks. He has to fullfill Tûr Anglachelm quest before he can starts to work on the task given from my dear mother.. I know Earinlin will not rush and do something in haste, is easier to fail in that way.. But I am a patience Lady I will not pressure him or anything..After all we have a whole eternity together..

My mother Eovina and Lord Tindir met Earinlin and me at Nen Harn.. She had something important to tell us.....

For many decades ago a treasure from the house Rhaewen were stolen, items where sold, or given away to those who roams inside Dol Guldur for some reason. The Silvan elves from family Rhaewen had used many years to claim those items back. But it seemed to be an impossible task and few items has been brought home to where they belonged..

Father,

It has been too long since my last letter, I hope this letter finds you well. It is with much joy I can pen this to you, as although my recent trials have ended there is one that still remains.

As one of his last acts, Lord Veryacano lifted his punishment from my life so that I may finally be with the Lady whom I love so dearly.. Amorith. The moment passed quickly and I rode with haste to find my love, finding her on the western reaches of the
Trollshaws.. her surprise and delight were a joy to me..

Is like a miracle..Seem all my questions has been answered this week...I do not feel down anymore.. I am quite calm and happy..
Earlier this week I approached Earinlin...he had to tell me what happened that day that change our lives. I wanted answers I could not wait anymore.
The journey that happened five years ago seemed to be an awful reminder to him. I could see him struggling explaining to me what happened. He hesitated a lot before he started to answer my questions. But his eyes wanted to let me know, he knew this was very important to me..

...It was him. My dear Lord Earinlin.
He told me our Tûr Veryacano had banned his decision, Earinlin was allowed to see me.. I nearly faint...
Five years of waiting was over.. I could not believe what he said.. I asked him over and over again. Is it true? 'Yes!' he said!
 
I felt this these joy overwhelm me.. I almost felt ill..I was trembling and I could not stop my tears.
 
The river Mitheithel  never looked so beautiful that night..The moon where like a shining gem..

I wish that the road wasn't so windy with full of rocks.
For ten days and nights I have been on the road with the pouring rain my face. I know ways to protect me from the harsh wind from the north though, certain trees protect me from the worst. But soon the rain and the wind will change to snow and the biting cold wind will ease. That is a comforting thought though.
My trainer and teacher in Imladris has given me this last task to fulfill my training as Warden.

Meadow breeze

((Melody:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwIDPnEHGdY)

I see you, even if it's just a memory.
Your face, fades away,
I hear you, even if it's my imagination
your voice, far away.

Why did it happen to me
Time will not heal, seems to be my enemy.
How can I ever be free
Will this last, for all eternity.

I feel you, even if it's just the winds that blowing.
your touch, meadow breeze.
I miss you, can you hear the song, I'm singing to you
Listen, can you hear?

Dear Father, Recent events in my life have taken their toll on me, through no bad intention I have badly let down my Lord Veryacano, a journey of great importance to him did not fair well and to a greater extent it was my own doing. I had pleaded with him that my intentions were motivated for the good nevertheless I have failed him. His anger has burned and now my punishment lingers..

The one whom I love Lady Amorith, I have been instructed for now not to see, my heart longs to see her but I must obey my Lord.

I haven't been able to rest, my heart is not in peace, the whole night I have been walking in the fields in Imladris carrying a Lily.. I sung a song about hope and happiness, but my heart mourns and again the sadness has overwhelmed me.