January 30, 2942 T.A.

Today I reached the borders of Fangorn Forest. I know that I am fated to be a wanderer, but the trees are so big and green and the moss smells so much like home. I am torn between being horribly homesick and being content to at least be in a forest again. I think I might stay here for awhile. The trees, which once were said to be hostile, I have found to be friendly and benevolent. If I must wander, a forest seems a rather nice place to wander in.

The stars are calling me. I will climb the tallest tree I can find and say goodnight to them.

Wish you were here,

Tauriel.