I expect that you become a little worried when I write from places such as this. I left my choices, uncertainties… and affairs of the heart… back at home for a while. Thalya took me deep into Angmar, though I had no idea how deep we would go.
Over some rocky wasteland, we saw it rising into the red sky – Barad Gúlaran. In my mind, still calm and happy from my recent, relaxing life… I was screaming “NO! NO! Not again, I can’t! I have things to go back to!” But I felt myself continuing for the good of all of us, the good of this world.
Soon, we will be there. I can’t imagine what horrors are there but I can feel pure evil pulsing down the hill from there. I don’t want to be here. But I need to do what I have to do. I can’t leave behind this craving for adventure and responsibility to take these things on.
Wish me luck. I have a feeling it will come in handy.