3 Lothron (May), Third Age 2552 The forest was never silent—not truly. Even in stillness, it breathed, whispered, and stirred with countless voices that most would never notice. It was during one of my earliest seasons under Radagast’s tutelage that I learned to truly listen. Not simply with …

29 Gwaeron (March), Third Age 2595 In the gentle heartland of the Vales of Anduin, lush valleys stretched serenely beneath the watchful peaks of distant mountains, their slopes covered in forests of vibrant greens and deep, shadowed blues. Crystal-clear rivers whispered as they cascaded gracefully …

17 Hithui (November), Third Age 2581 The sound of the river Anduin was especially strong that morning. Its waters bold, tumbling over stone and root as if stirred by something deeper than the current. I had been tending to Radagast’s garden before dawn when the wild birds arrived in a flurry of …