5 Lothron (May), Third Age 2995 The air near the ruins of Osgiliath always carries a tang of ash and stone, a bitter scent that speaks of long-fallen glory. Yet among the broken marble and shattered pillars, life stubbornly clings to the edges of ruin. It was during one of my forays with the Rangers …

22 Ivanneth (September), Third Age 2853 There are nights when the stars feel nearer than mountains, as though they bend low to whisper their truths to those who know how to listen. I have spent countless nights beneath Middle-earth’s heavens, but a few remain etched into my soul—moments when …

7 Nórui (June), Third Age 2771 Some memories are not etched by danger or victory, but by the quiet solace of still waters and the patient tug of a line. It was in the wilds of Eriador that I first found time to slow my steps. The ruins of the Elves lingered there—stone whispers beneath ivy and …