Ah, it is so nice to feel fresh air upon my cheek, and for my eyes to have light once more. I can sit within the trees of Lothlorien and contemplate what seems like many months in the darkness.
I, Pashraen Laiquendie, have returned to my home-land following many hours of toil within the pits of Khazad-dum. I have trodden virtually every stone that can be trodden, so much so that the dwarf’s there remark on me as “the deep delver” and the “explorer of Khazad-dum”.
So, why would an elf like me spend such a long time in such a confined space of darkness, amongst the fumes of fire and rotting flesh? Well, I set my heart upon earning sufficient respect with the miners that they would allow me to buy one of their fastest goats. Such a beautiful creature! And that honour is now mine. Its the last time that I will gallop amongst the mazes and caves whilst being knocked off of my ride. If I do ever return, my new friend Pashgoat will transport me from cavern to cavern at far greater speed.
But that is enough darkness for me for a while. I shall stay here in Lorien for some time, and enjoy the light. Once I have recovered I will help my people with the siege of Mirkwood. I shall do all that I can to bring back the days of Greenwood the Great.