July 3rd, 3018, Minas Tirith

Tomorrow I leave for the North to seek Imladris and the meaning of the dream. The road will be long, for northeast of the Great River lie the Brown Lands and northwest and impenetrable forest inhabited by a sorceress from which none have ever returned. My way lies to the west through Rohan, across the Isen and then up through the valleys west of the Misty Mountains.

No matter, I have need to take counsel with the Rohirrim. They should know of our troubles to the East and of their vulnerability in the East Emnet.

Boromir