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[Filtered away from first gens, anyone who would give information to the first gens and anyone who goes by the initials "SH". Oh and House. B| ]

Sorry to bother everyone, but I'm looking for information in regards to someone who writes in the journal and signs as "SH".

Other than being aggravating, they haven't done anything- but I'd still like to know who I'm speaking with.

Also, how many people still have their old journals with them? And if there's anyone whose arrived in the past couple days...how many journals were in your room?

And...would anyone be willing to see if that journal will still repair itself if it's destroyed?

Thank you for your time!

[Meanwhile Allen can be found out in the castle grounds, near the gardens. It seems he has cleared a spot of snow and has a shovel with him, currently trying to dig a small hole into the ground. Next to him is his old journal, sealed up in a waterproof bag]

Why did this have to happen in winter...?

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Strange, but not uninformative. There is an expression, is there not- to place oneself in another's shoes?

I think that's the expression, yes! [Though he is not expert on metaphors...or even what a metaphor is]

What did you think of being human? Other than strange...

I had not realized how greatly your senses differ from my own. In truth, I felt at something of a disadvantage.

Really? So you can hear and see a lot better than us?

I can. [She nods towards the forest-which we will say that they are an impressive distance away from.] Were it not winter and this place not strangely devoid of wildlife, I might tell you the type of bird perched upon a branch.

Wow...that's incredible!

I couldn't imagine having senses like that.

You see why the adjustment was somewhat difficult. Yet I think I am glad I lacked my Elven hearing in that place. It would have been difficult to endure such noise.

Oh yeah, cities like that can be so noisy sometimes. That's why even if they are convenient, I mostly prefer the countryside.

Few cities in my world are so large. You would not object to Caras Galadhon, I think.

Calas Galadhon? What is that like?

[~~The Heart of Elvendom on Earth!~~]

It sits at the heart of Lothlórien, my Golden Woods. You would see no lights but the stars and those few necessary to find our way into the trees where rest our dwellings. Nor would you hear such constant clatter, but rather the soft sounds of the forest. Oh, but you must not let me go on so, for the love of a ruler for her realm runs deep and you would not wish to listen to my poetics overlong, I am sure.

Oh, no it's okay! It sounds beautiful and I love hearing about other people's homes.

As do I. Perhaps we might speak when you are not otherwise occupied? I should also like to know you better. [You've popped up on her list of interesting people.]

Mm, all right! I would like that! Perhaps over tea or...coffee?

I have not had coffee... [All her friends are tea-lovers...]

Oh! Then I'm obligated to fix that I'm afraid. If my boss Komui were to arrive and he found out one of my friends never had coffee and I did nothing to change that...well, I don't think he'd ever forgive me!

[She laughs] Very well, then. It is settled.

Excellent!

Just let me know when you'd be free, all right?

I will, to be sure. Shall I leave you until then?

Ah, if you wish.

It's been lovely speaking to you, as always Lady Galadriel.

And you as well, Allen.

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