Day 147: March 7:
We set off early in the morning to head back to Edoras. The walk through the woods was quiet; many of the soldiers were overwhelmed by all that had happened the past few days. I would have walked but Legolas, being the Elf he is, insisted that I ride back on his horse. Gimli had volunteered to ride back with someone else, leaving Legolas and I to ourselves. Our conversation started off stilted, but we eventually settled into a conversation on archery. After an hours walk the conversation petered out until Legolas asked if any of my memories had returned.
I mentioned a few that had returned and he was very excited that most of them involved him in some way. I was convinced that had I succeeded in my mission in my last lifetime we would be two happy elves with at least one kid running around. I also believed we would be back in Valinor and he would be reunited with his mother; something I knew he longed for since she set sail from Middle Earth. I wanted to talk to him about his mother, but I knew it was a hard topic. I hope that my memories on the subject would be remembered, but so far, very few had surfaced.
We continued to talk about our past, the memories that resurfaced and how we hoped this war would play out. I could tell by the tone of his voice that there had been a great loss of life from his last battle. I only hoped that our connection could keep him from falling to far into the Great Sorrow.