950gildor25and_company

Gildor was used to trips, but this time he wasn't so happy. Cirdan
had asked him to go to Lothlorien together with the messengers he was
sending. He understood Cirdan's worries, but he lamented not to have
brought his lute. "I imagine that Gwindor must be having feasts with
my dear lute..."

Not that he was sad about going to Lothlorien, not at all. Only, the
thought of not returning home so soon as he intended

Ragnor and Rauros were good companions, and the trip was going to be
quick, it seemed. Both were strong as he was, and they were by horse,
the three of them. They estimated that they would arrive at the
Golden Forest by the middle of the winter.

The autunm was beginning.