Reminiscing

In seasons to come, when I'm old, I'll sit by the fire and reminisce of old
battles and celebrations. The triumphs, the tragedies, friends lost,
friends made. The heartaches, the sadness, the tears, mourning over friends
lost. The fun and celebrations, the midnight attacks, running with my
friends in the Long Patrol as we patrolled the woods of Mossflower country
and the shores around Salamandastron. All that and more I'll look back on,
sitting around the fire reminiscing.