I should start by making my apologies. I arrived here in Rivendell with good intentions of exploring the surrounding area and writing about my exploits but…… well I have got a bit cosy here! Its a remarkable place altogether! I have spent my days talking to Bilbo, drinking, eating and writing the occasional prose. Nothing too spectacular, but enough to bring a chuckle to the surrounding elves. Although that may possibly have been through pity.
My time here was made perfect when my beautiful daughter Rubyrae arrived. She had nearly as many tales to tell as I have, and we have spent many hours talking in the Hall of Fire. Not only have I missed her, but she has also told me about all the festivities that I have been unable to visit. Maybe next year. I truly can understand however how Bilbo has decided not to journey far afield from Imladris. I think I may possibly retire here myself once my travelling days are over.
One can not rest here forever at the moment though. The 26th is the day that the nine walkers left with the intention of destroying the one ring. Reluctantly therefore I have packed my bags and set forth on the second part of my adventure. Rubyrae kindly gave me a nice new blue Mathom garment for me to wear on my trek. Very fetching, if I say so myself! And far less hard-going on the nose!
Anyway, today has been quite a long walk and, after such a long period of rest, my legs are really feeling it! I traced my way back to the Ford of Bruinen, and have now started to head in a southernly direction. I think it will take some time before I get used to sleeping under the stars again!