T.A. 2500

Dear Journal:

Three years have gone by. My dagger still missing.

I also have had my own horse for the past three years. He is pure black, with a few white strands of white in his mane, tail, and even on the hair of his hooves. His name is Meríco.

I'm ten years of age, and I am up to most of the elves' waists.

Also between you and me I made up my own language. No one knows it, but me. Meríco understands most of it, I taught it to him anyway. I call it Malangua which means my language.

Meríco also means fast.

I have been learning dances, for a festival. My favorite is 'He's a Warrior.'

Ada told me we are going to Greenwood, for the Mereth e-rGilith.

I have read and heard that it is a special time fro the Woodland Realm.

I can not wait to go, it will be the first time I ever left Rivendell. Ada says we leave tomorrow.

Till again

                                                                                                                              - Lìvia

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Bet ya'll thought I forgot, didn't ya'll?

Well, I DIDN'T.

I so glad you guys are liking the story.

OVER 1.9K VIEWS!! 

*Faints*

*Comes back.*

Okay.. see you guys in the next chapter.

GREENWOOD HERE WE COME!