Journal 11

T.A. 2537

Rivendell

Lets see its early in the night. Im forty-seven years of age.

Nothing has really gone on in last twenty-five years. Nothing but practicing, and studying.

My father, brothers, and sister, are doing well.

I have been in Lothlóríen for the past twenty years. Grandma has helped me with my seeing, so I can do it only by force and not at any given time.

I've been in Rivendell the reaming five.

Legolas, and I started writing our letters again.

Other than that I can not think of anything else.

I still wear my ring. For precautious reasons.

Glorfindel and Lindir still bicker every once in awhile. So nothing new there.

Oh, speaking of which. Lindir, finally asked Erestor for dinner.

Praise the Valar!

Took forever! Like literally, they've been alive almost that long.

I think I will just head to the shooting range.

Till I write again.

          - Lìvia