Author Notes: dear me I certainly was a bit hasty (as Treebeard would say), in putting up my first letter without doing a final proof read. I hope this one is a bit better.
Gleo lives with Castimir her husband in a separate dwelling behind their son-in-law's house and smithy (Gwainir married to Dorian). I spent over an hour trying to find a small medieval dwelling other than a cottage and all I could find was a hovel. Gleoseth is a most meticulously clean housekeeper and I am sure she would be deeply offended at that term so I had to stick to cottage. If anyone can suggest a more suitable dwelling then I would be most obliged.
The Cottage behind the Smithy,
Imloth Melui,
Gondor.
The 2nd of September TA 3017
Dear Ioreth,
I told you that your garrulous habits would get you in trouble one day! What a silly foolish woman you are. That beautiful forest will take years to recover and it is all your fault!
No, I don't think you are suffering from Dementia at all, you have been this scatterbrained from the moment you learned to string words together into sentences, and probably earlier than that. We were just blissfully ignorant of the fact.
When I think of those trees I feel like weeping.
Your unfortunate sister,
Gleoseth
PS I have had time to reflect on the above and I was too harsh. Please forgive me. I allowed my distress over the trees to blind me to your feelings. You didn't light the fire and I know you cannot help being so...
Oh never mind. I will write again soon.
The Cottage behind the Smithy,
Imloth Melui,
Gondor.
The 3rd of September TA 3017
Dearest Ioreth,
I am very sorry for my insensitivity when I wrote yesterday. I considered ripping it up but I honestly think it might do you good to understand my distress at your news. You are very dear to me. You know that. When I think of the conviction you had that your idle speculations had endangered lives, I know that there was no need for further rebuke from me.
I am deeply grieved by the loss of the forest, but it is by no means sure that it could have been saved even if the fire fighters had got there sooner. I am very glad you were there, my dear, to bring relief to those brave men. Since you did not mention any deaths I am assuming that no lives were forfeit. Did you ever discover who the evil brutes were who begun such carnage? May vengeance be swift on their black hearts!
You mentioned in your letter, the cobbler that Turgon took your shoes to in Dol Amroth. We already knew of him and Dorian has been a faithful customer of his for nigh on twelve years. You forget my dear sister that we have many more friends and relatives in that city than yourself.
I hope that you have recovered your usual spirits and that your work continues to give you satisfaction and keep you out of further trouble. At least the infirm do not usually complain of being kept from their duties by your chatter.
Yours with love
Gleoseth
PS It will take an age to restore that forest to it's former glory, but no doubt there will be good harvestable nut trees in three score or so given the right care.
What a shame!