After many more expeditions into the Barrow-downs, I felt rather worn.  It is not the most pleasant place to be, you know?  So many beings there are denied their rest, and though I miss my loved ones more than I could ever express, I am so thankful they are at peace.

I was asked to journey to the Lone-lands, far to the east of Bree.  I was on my way there when I spotted a gorgeous lake and many people fishing!  I could not help but go over and visit for a time.

When a nice gentleman offered to let me try my luck, I gladly accepted!  I did not fare too well, I am afraid, but it was nice to wile away the afternoon in such a lovely place.

With Light,