Merilien's Notebook

The following is an account of the writings, compositions, diaries and miscellaneous pieces of the second princess of Mirkwood, Merilien the scholar. Translated from elven tongue by Lyra the Minstrel.

13th November,

Got a glance from the Librarian today while browsing through the Myths section. Somehow I found the stories and poems of Men of old interesting, having totally no idea why this was so while elven tales are a lot more vivid and tangled. Being a obsessive-compulsive paranoia, I adjusted the vases in the corridors again. There is a feeling that only belongs to me when I do that: I look at them, all lined up and tidy, and that feeling of contentedness and comfort just overwhelms my heart.

Brought all those rusty leaves of the poem collection of Men into my chamber. Grungy page make me cough, and I went abnormal again. This was not a critical situation, but still I felt not too well tonight. Almarelle is out preparing for tomorrow's feast, and Idhrenion is off somewhere wondering in the woods. He is probably lost by now, but I sure the night guards will find him somehow. I cannot hold off my curiosity but to gaze continuously at those leaves Almarelle gave me to alleviate my 'situations'. Put them on my chest, my throat, anywhere, and I just feel better. I am not a natural healer, but I shall find out about that tomorrow. May not be able to hold off my inquisitiveness but rather climbing out of my bed tonight to find Almarelle for counsel.

If I pass my curfew hour, the situation would become critical. Cannot believe that I have a curfew hour. I am nearly two thousand and five hundred years old. But still, needs to look out for myself. I don't want to end up like Mother one day, relying on her husband and then got killed because the great Elvenking was irresponsible. So I shall rest for now, and tomorrow, into my studies. I might actually achieve something over the years. My pathetic little life.

I have always considered myself following Mother's path, inheriting her personalities. But I am more eccentric and I am consciously aware of that. Somehow I've changed. Mother trusted everyone, but I trust no one. What is happening to me?

I shall disrobe and skid into something more fitting and cozy. Into the edgeless dreams. I wish I can dream of me in Valley of Imladris.

With Hints of Delightedness,



Merilien

14th November,

Took me time to realize that November is the birthday month of Thranduil's daughters. That means January and Feburary are the most frequent month of mother and father... I should not be writing about this. But on the other hand, I should because I am grown up. Also took me some time to realize that. Still, should be more open-minded, so I will not be recognized as an asexual two-thousand-and-three-hundred-year-old unmarried elven lady who is the only daughter in her family who did not find a life-long companion. Not worrying too much about it because of my 'royal privileges'.

Had a tranquil day. Spend the whole day in library. Finding the old writings on Astronomy slightly boring and outmoded, so decided to compose some new ones and become a stargazer myself. Idhrenion however, cannot offer me any counsel on this field as the elf himself is still struggling in the elementaries: Literature and Mathematics. But by the gift of my elven sight I will be able to see stars myself if, Almarelle is willing to assist me to climb upon the trees. May trigger another critical situation, but what the hell. Alas! I admire my father's great ability in Leadership, turning the cheerful realm into a foul place without any sunlight. By the way, climbed out of my bed yesterday night to the kitchen to find Almarelle, but got no answers on that kind of herb as the girl does not know about it herself. I shall find out about that eventually.

I am feeling well today, so I think my body allows me to go out and see the stars. Feeling that there is no need to alarm the guards to come with me, but as according to Almarelle's statement two hours ago, she shall not accompany me if no one is protecting us. I sent for a squad of 5 people, and that is more than enough. But elves has a lot time to waste, so I feel that there is no need to feel sorry for those who had to be up all night. I do not know if my father offer them higher salaries.

Suddenly thought of something. Haven't seen Idhrenion all day. Got to check about this. I shall change my clothes and then, got to walk faster than usual.

Pleasantly,



Merilien