Le suilon, friends. My travels have brought me once again to the windswept and barren landscape surrounding Amon Sûl. It is a relief to be away from the oppressive darkness of Moria and the horrors of Dol Guldur. Even surrounded by these silent, ancient ruins, I feel free in the fresh outside air and the light of the sun. I am infinitely fortunate to find myself on the road to Imladris and my heart is glad. I am impatient to reach my destination.
I am taken with a lightness of spirit of late, and no matter how close upon me the Shadow may encroach, I feel that it does not touch me. While the wind and my thoughts are the only things that keep me company here in this desolate land, I am not alone. I am loved, and that brings me such peace.
I hope all is well, and that this correspondence finds you all in such good spirits as mine.