Dear diary,
The Fellowship has passed the borders of this land. But Mithrandir is no longer with them. I do not know where he is. Maybe he really is dead, as they have told me. The evil that lies in the halls of Khazad-Dûm is larger and more perilous than I could ever think of. A balrog of Morgoth.
Mithrandir has fought against it, and he has fallen into the shadow. I felt it. I always feel Mithrandir's pain. And Elrond's. I have lost four brothers, but in Mithrandir and Elrond, I have found more than siblings. The band that binds us is stronger than that of siblings. It's a band of power. But now, Mithrandir has gone to a place beyond my view.
Maybe he's dead, but I- I cannot believe it.
I have met the Fellowship. They are brave- but at least one of them cannot resist the power of the Ring. Boromir, son of Denethor, will try to take the Ring. And nothing I can do to stop it- except waiting. I am quite sure of the rest of them, but one can never know what the Ring can cause in someone's mind...
Frodo, the Ringbearer, feels it. The Ring is trying to corrupt his mind. But he's stronger than one should think. And he has Sam, his friend and servant, who will never try to take the Ring for his own. At least I am sure of him. The other hobbits are nice and cheerful, a bit young maybe. But they will defend Frodo to death- and that's what counts.
As will Legolas. The son of Thranduil is a great archer, and if he resembles the bravery and strength of his father, then I know I can trust him.
Celeborn dislikes the Dwarf. But that isn't of any importance- Celeborn dislikes all Dwarves. Well, I guess he dislikes this Dwarf more than the others, because it is very obvious that Gimli loves me. I have seen the surprise and admiration in his eyes, when I said "Do not let the depths of Khazad-Dûm fill your heart." I have read his eyes.
Celeborn has obviously done so too...
And then, there is Estel, Aragorn as they now call him. I am sure of him. He is very wise and unselfish for a human. Well, he is one of the Dúnedain, the Race of Númenor. Elven blood flows, although very thin and mangled, through his veins. But he doesn't possess immortality… One day, he will die. That's the difficulty. Arwen loves him, but she knows that she can never be with him if she keeps her immortality. The choice of Lúthien is yet before her. She will choose the same. Elrond knows it, too. But he cannot resign to her fate. I can. She will choose as Lúthien Tinúviel once chose, and isn't the love of Lúthien and Beren the true example of love?
Your,
Galadriel,
Lady of Light
The Fellowship has passed the borders of this land. But Mithrandir is no longer with them. I do not know where he is. Maybe he really is dead, as they have told me. The evil that lies in the halls of Khazad-Dûm is larger and more perilous than I could ever think of. A balrog of Morgoth.
Mithrandir has fought against it, and he has fallen into the shadow. I felt it. I always feel Mithrandir's pain. And Elrond's. I have lost four brothers, but in Mithrandir and Elrond, I have found more than siblings. The band that binds us is stronger than that of siblings. It's a band of power. But now, Mithrandir has gone to a place beyond my view.
Maybe he's dead, but I- I cannot believe it.
I have met the Fellowship. They are brave- but at least one of them cannot resist the power of the Ring. Boromir, son of Denethor, will try to take the Ring. And nothing I can do to stop it- except waiting. I am quite sure of the rest of them, but one can never know what the Ring can cause in someone's mind...
Frodo, the Ringbearer, feels it. The Ring is trying to corrupt his mind. But he's stronger than one should think. And he has Sam, his friend and servant, who will never try to take the Ring for his own. At least I am sure of him. The other hobbits are nice and cheerful, a bit young maybe. But they will defend Frodo to death- and that's what counts.
As will Legolas. The son of Thranduil is a great archer, and if he resembles the bravery and strength of his father, then I know I can trust him.
Celeborn dislikes the Dwarf. But that isn't of any importance- Celeborn dislikes all Dwarves. Well, I guess he dislikes this Dwarf more than the others, because it is very obvious that Gimli loves me. I have seen the surprise and admiration in his eyes, when I said "Do not let the depths of Khazad-Dûm fill your heart." I have read his eyes.
Celeborn has obviously done so too...
And then, there is Estel, Aragorn as they now call him. I am sure of him. He is very wise and unselfish for a human. Well, he is one of the Dúnedain, the Race of Númenor. Elven blood flows, although very thin and mangled, through his veins. But he doesn't possess immortality… One day, he will die. That's the difficulty. Arwen loves him, but she knows that she can never be with him if she keeps her immortality. The choice of Lúthien is yet before her. She will choose the same. Elrond knows it, too. But he cannot resign to her fate. I can. She will choose as Lúthien Tinúviel once chose, and isn't the love of Lúthien and Beren the true example of love?
Your,
Galadriel,
Lady of Light