Diary Entry, Eighth of October

I must admit to feeling somewhat distressed this morning. Over the past several days I have engaged our foes in many battles, and attempted to stem the tide of barbarians rushing into our beloved forests. I feel that all of my efforts have resulted in failure. Instead of stemming the tide, it only grows stronger and more and more of the enemy appear to pillage and rampage amongst our people. I lose friends and allies constantly. I watch them bleed out their last in fruitless and futile attempts to stop our enemies from taking our lands, from overwhelming our defenses. Even at the fortress of Wintergrasp I found no solace, as the battle turned against us once more and we were forced into a desperate last stand, back to back by our forward camp in the area. Fortunately we held the camp, but at what cost? The images of my allies being struck down before me will remain with me for many days to come.

I have done something that is perhaps foolish, but I care not. I have written to Aeranor about these feelings. Maybe he will not care, maybe he will spurn me for being weak in the face of our enemies, but sometimes I simply need someone to tell me that it's alright, that my work is worthwhile and that even when we fail, we are at least saving some. It is the only way I can stand to see so many good people fall and die in battle. I hope that Aeranor does not become offended with my missive, but it was all I could think of to do!

I have been missing my friends as of late. Dear Lady Suncrown has not been seen in several days, and I hope that she is well. Perhaps she took a holiday and did not think to tell anyone? It is often done amongst the nobility, and I myself have done such from time to time. Regardless, I fear for her, especially after all of the recent attacks on our lands. I pray that she is well.

It seems that releasing these words, that putting the thoughts to parchment is a way to expunge them from my mind. Already I feel lighter at heart, just from the telling of my thoughts. Writing to Aeranor was perhaps a wise thing to do after all, for that too unburdened me of many difficult feelings I was facing.

Yes, I do believe my thoughts are more clear now. I shall spend some time meditating to fully focus my energies. The day is yet young, and tonight's battles may finally turn the tide against us. Hope is what I will keep within myself. Hope is what we have for the future.