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 …

15 Gwirith (April), Third Age 2524 In the lingering twilight beneath northern Mirkwood’s tangled canopy, I stood at the threshold of ancient history—the lost halls of Thranduil, abandoned centuries before in the fading splendor of Greenwood the Great. Moss-covered stones, half-hidden by vines and …

12 Nórui (June), Third Age 2662 The Vales of the Anduin are a place of quiet grandeur—golden meadows stretched wide beneath the shadows of the mountains, cut by the winding silver ribbon of the river itself. Here, long before the threat of Mordor stirred again, I sought the company of beings not …