Greetings Friends,
By Eru! That thing is huge! I have never seen its like before yet the Lady Éowyn seems completely unperturbed. Now that it is closer and we could make out its form Lady Éowyn ordered us all to remain where we are. At the moment she's trying to explain to Kleo and Imrain that it is some kind of creature called an … Ent? I think that's what she called it. If my old teacher was correct I believe an Ent is some kind of walking, talking tree. Although I could be wrong. It is now 2 leagues away from us and I do not feel as confident in our safety as our Lady does.
It certainly does not look happy to see us, nor does it seem to be halting its pace. Éowyn is determined to wait it out. However I do not plan to wait around. I am sorry for the way in which my writing has deteriorated greatly but I am busy repacking my pack. Thankfully Imrain is helping. The others have noticed our intent and are preparing to leave as well.
It is so close now we can make out the swaying of its leaves upon their branches. As much as I sense danger from this being it still entrances me and I must remain longer to record more… It resembles one of the great Oaks, its bark dry and brittle on its branches and trunks. The dark leaves on its branches seem sinister, as though even they are angered or haunted by something beyond its control. Now it is barely metres from where we hide. Our Lady is moving towards it. Dear Eru! Someone help her! Éowyn, my lady…