September 21, 2942 T.A.
Today is the first day of autumn, and I imagine Fangorn is probably fiery red and orange by now. I wonder if Ents change colours with the seasons? Do you think they lose their leaves in winter, just like trees?
There is a chill in the air now, and the mornings and evenings are dark. I have less time for writing, unless I light candles. Otherwise, my home is very dark all the time. Have I already told you about my home? I live in tight quarters in the second circle of Minas Tirith (that is, the second from the top). All of the lower-ranking healers are my neighbours; we live in a kind of apartment block. The head healers get to live in the uppermost circle of the city, so they are close to the steward and his family in case of emergency. Someday, maybe I'll get to live up there, with a view of the White Tree from my window.
The trees are changing colour now, but not the White Tree. The White Tree is dead, or at least, it looks as though it is dead. I've never seen it with leaves, but my next-door neighbour, Wyn, tells me tales about the beauty of its flowers. I asked her where she heard these tales, but she doesn't know. The Tree has not flowered in living memory (at least not amongst the race of Men).
I hope the Tree will be able to survive the winter. Legend says it will bloom once again at the return of the king.
My candle is burning down to a stub now; I must lay aside my quill.
Wish you were here,
Tauriel.