Today I entered Lothlorien. When I crossed the borders, the guards were kind to me, and they took me to see the Lady Galadriel. The Lady of Light took my hand, and spoke softly to me, and clothed me in a soft linen garment. Now I am nestled in a bower high in the branches of the mallorn trees. I can hear the wind whistling gently between the leaves. It is so peaceful and calm here. I can almost stop thinking, stop feeling, I can just breathe and heal and be.
The bed is so soft. My eyes grow heavy and I can feel a deep sleep coming over me for the first time in weeks.
Wish you were here,
Tauriel.
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