It all started when I was born, of course, together with all my brothers and sisters, the Ainur. I remember not that time, but I know in my heart it was a time of joy. Then Arda was formed. Some of us went there, some of us did not. I did. I decided to go to Arda, take physical form, and help build up Arda from the beginning. I was a Maia of Oromë, and heard from him his finding of the Elves. But that was not what I was waiting for. I lingered on Arda for all the Ages that have past, collecting knowledge, always wanting to learn more. And then, on day, I decided to start my real life, not as it was now, not among Spirits. I chose to live among Men, and a new Age o my life began.

I decided to go live in Gondor. There, I started my new life, I grew up again from childhood, and became a true Man of Gondor. It was a time of learning, and teaching. I joined the army of Gondor, called the Rangers, and fought to defend what I thought was my homeland. For it was not really, I soon felt. Of course, it was the country where I was ’born’, but I felt the urge to travel, to see what the land of Middle-Earth had become, for years had past that I did not come out of Gondor...I decided to leave Gondor, and settle somewhere else, I did not yet know how long or short...but I could not stay.

I went to the land of Gondor’s darkest enemy, Mordor, the land of Sauron Gorthaur, The Abhorred. He and I lived in this World from the beginning, and I knew him, I knew he was a servant of Morgoth Bauglir, and I wanted to see how he was doing, ruling over his land. I decided not to attract attention, and I lived in a little cottage on Nurn, at the shores of the Sea of Núrnen, away from Gorgoroth, Barad-Dûr and Mount Doom. I lived a good life there, since the ground of Nurn is more fertile than the ground in Gorgoroth. I made friends there, especially one, who is now gone. She was called Gwilwileth, and Vanwa Aníron later. She was leader of the Army of Cirith Ungol, and owe her my high Rank in that army, being Warrior of Wrath, second in Command, under my Guildmaster of Death, which she was, Vanwa. But alas, after some reforms in the army, and reforms in the whole Country, she decided to leave. And I did too...

...I went back to Gondor, where I wanted to join the Rangers again. But I had to start over, because they found me a traitor, someone who lived with the Enemy could not possibly be entirely good anymore. So I did, but I did not finish my training. For we heard of the founding of a new Kingdom, and the Forest of Lothlórien. So I decided to travel with the ones that were going there. And it was not in vain! The Forest of Lothlórien is the most beautiful that I have ever seen. There, I dwelled for a long time, walking over the grass, living in the trees, making music on the Lawn of Lórien. I played the lyre. I did lots of things there.