Minas Ithil - Houses of Healing
Menegil Belmagol
I write this as I pack all of my personal belongings inside a small trunk, given to me by the nurses of the Houses. My Lord has granted me with a punishment; I am to wash the decks of the ship that will bear us to our home, for I spoke the "other name" of Iluvatar (For I dare not to speak it yet again, for fear of agravating my penitence) in vain. Now, I shall encumber myself with this task gladly, for my renewed muscles are dorment, and need stimulation through hard labour.
I have spoken with Galadriel today. It seems that she can walk no, with the aid of a nurse, the nurse being Ioreth, the same nurse that rammed her to the ground, without so much as an "excuse me". We have spoke about Valinor and the passing days, about the land and Sauron's malice. The conversation was interrupted by the captain of the Minas Ithil Fleet, that warned me that the ship was ready, and that it would leave tomorrow bound to Pelargir, the Numenorean Harbour in the mouths of the Anduin. I look forward to lay my sight upon the sea again...
 Menegil · Mon Oct 04, 2004 @ 05:43pm · 0 Comments |
