Dear diary,

I have seen the Fellowship in my mirror, again. They have entered Moria, or Khazad-dûm, as the Dwarves used to call it. There are strange things going on there, evil things… There are no Dwarves left in the halls of Moria. The Fellowship should never have entered it. The evil that lies there is more ancient and more dangerous than Orcs or any of the creatures of the Dark Lord are… They will have to fight, but they will resist it. The Fellowship is strong, although they are descendants of many different races. Maybe that is their only weakness… or their strength.
I want to believe that they will reach the Golden Wood soon. Though I know that then, my test begins. Will I be able to resist the tempting powers of the One Ring? I have to- I know I have to, but it isn't that simple. Power, the strength to govern all races, is in that Ring. All I have wanted for my entire life is in that Ring! How will I ever be able to resist it? How will I ever resist it?
Celeborn keeps telling me that he'll support me, as he always does. I am very lucky with my husband, and I know it. He has always supported me, has always given me my independence, but he has also stood by me, he has always taken my hand and held it, so I knew that I was never alone. And so, he has given me the power to control my desire for power. He has always helped me. But can he help me now, in this final test?
I do not know.

Your,
Galadriel,
Lady of Light