Achazia

This song is a dedication to my fellow ladyfriends, that I have met during the years I have wandered around in Middle Earth. This are ladies with a good heart and with a great dedication in everything they do.. They are very different from eachother but just as valuable for me! Thank you all, for beeing the true YOU!. ((Good persons OOCly too,)) You all have your own color in my view's of a rainbow..

Fire inside (Written by Achy)

The morning chorus is all that can be heard in Bree as I make my way to collect the items I agreed to bring to the Market in Combe. I arrive outside the mess hall where the good Lady is waiting several large piles of clothing neatly stacked await transport.

While carrying the clothing we talk quietly although it is not long before we sight folk also heading to the market. I chuckled as she apologised for amount needing carrying I simply dismissed her worries and thanked her for an opportunity to repay her.

I have been in Bree a few months.. there is much need here and while I have little in the way of coin, I have tried to help where I can. Chance took it recently while in the Prancing Pony I happened upon a Minstrel a Lady of Song and Harp..

I listened a good while, some of the melodies I recognised.. it was then I realised this was the Sister Drimmeth had spoken of. I waited till she was done and then enquired, it was not long before we were talking and upon revealing my friendship with Drimmeth her curiosity was peaked.

It is decided then; I am to journey to Imladris as a matter of courtesy for our friends who dwell there. No doubt some news of the flowers withdrawal will have reached the ears of our allies none the less I am to visit and explain in detail, misinformation is the real enemy at this moment.

We have been recalled.. Cirdan has required the Flower to return though I am not yet aquianted with the details, it was a matter of importance that we retire from our present location.

Essentially, we are on hold.. neither ready to move or disbanded.. rather simply waiting and biding our time for the perfect moment.. I can only hope that such a time is judged well.

For now.. I reside in Falathorn my spear and shield are ready for that moment of calling..

Don't mind if I sleep
A thousand thoughts so deep....

Don't mind if I cry
There is no reasons why..

Everything can be explained
But don't try to understand..
You belong to see the daylight
I am your night.

Don't mind if I see
answers in front of me..

Don't mind if I leave
I return if I have the key.......

Everything can be explained
But don't try to understand..
You belong to see the sunlight

Suilad, Hir Halbarad.

I apologize in delay before sending the first report. The  Eldar host has arrived at Lin Giliath in good order, though it is certain that the Enemy already knows of their coming. Impressive a sight though their waving banners and loud horn-calls might be; it can have done nothing but alert our enemies to their presence.