*Isilorbor blows a layer of dust from the cover of the white book and opens it slowly, sweeping away cob webs and smiles warmly to himself, taking a quill and dipping it in the ink*
Entry Fifteen, dated 25th of January, The Thrid Age of Middle Earth
Ah, it has been too long since my last entry. I have placed war behind me so that another of the Defenders may take command, a council will be held to see who does indeed take the role.
As for now, I will take leave to be with my family until such time is needed for my return.








