Some days I fear my title should read "The Young & the Insane," for Turelie is driving me mad. She becomes less forthright and more capricious as the days pass. She has not spoken to the esteemed Thranduil for a matter of days now. Frankly, I do not see the problem with this. However I can see a storm brewing there. Turelie has said something along the lines of "understanding the reason for his absence but--" I fear I never make it past that part. Or rather, I cannot make it out because she starts grumbling in such a fierce manner it is next to impossible to understand a word or it.

We had an interesting conversation the other day. Turelie mentioned that she only really talks to one of our daughters on a regular basis. The others are simply not around as much and seem to have other priorities, as she herself does. It is a strange thing. I see them even less and have had occasion to wonder-- am I truly cut out to be the father of four? After all, we are not married and have no such plans.

Turelie herself regresses more and more frequently to an elfling state, something that concerns me a little. It could be due in part to the stresses and issues she is dealing with, but I wonder... She shared with me that she feels less and less like a mother. I could be wrong, but I believe that not actually haven given birth to our daughters-- and perhaps having so many of them so old and strong-willed-- perhaps that has taken away from the experience of nurturing them.

At the same time, I have seen her with Arwen. She takes great joy in singing to her, tucking her into bed, and doing all of the things a mother with a small child delights in. Exactly the things that Lord Glorfindel and Lady Duchess do for her. I only wish we could interact so easily with the rest of our children.

How wondrous! I am spending time with my darling Arwen today. It brings joy to this adar's heart to know that one of my daughters has an interest in my work. Of course, i am confident that one day I will find something in common with each of them-- apart from their naneth, of course! For now, I am content to cuddle them and enjoy their company. Who would ever have believed elflings could be so fun?

Yet at the same time I fear I shall never understand Turelie and her multiple lives. It made sense when she and Duchess explained it-- the elflings are mine and mine alone. My... rival knows all of them, of course, and he agreed to keep his relationship with them on a friend level, rather than trying to become their adar. However, I find that they call him that... insistently. It is truly a hurtful thing. When a husband must leave his wife for a few months, does that mean he loves her any less? No-- nor do I love them less. Yet it is not enough that my beloved, my betrothed becomes wife, in some way, to another. Now my own children turn to him with affection, calling him "ada." This pain burns all the more because I have heard whispers of distant hopes for a new elfling-- this time truly born to Turelie... and him...

Well, indeed this has been a strange thing-- learning to coexist with my... competition. My daughters have been particularly hard to deal with. I simply do not have as much free time for them as I would like. My writing keeps me busy much of the time. And now Turelie tells me she has added two more for me to try to keep up with. We have another set of twins, Morelen and Arwen. I look forward to spending what time I can with them.

The hour grows late, so I shall have to finish recording my thoughts later.

Long days and longer nights it has been since I last did post. *heavy sigh* My time grows ever shorter it seems, while my task list grows longer. It has been days since my last outing with Turelie, but she is as busy as myself. This evening I plan to take her out. I miss the pleasure of her company. Also, while I do not ordinarily suscribe to gossip, I have heard it said that my position as sole love of her life may be challenged. While it is true that I am not a king and do not have excessive wealth, as I have been told my competitor does, I feel that I have much to offer. Perhaps I shall speak with her father, Glorfindel, and see what he has to say... whenever I can find the time.

Alas, it has been many long days since I have found the time to put down my thoughts. Indeed, I have been kept busy talking to my many friends through my new chat link.

It is simply amazing the things that humans say... Frankly, some of the things the female humans is... off-putting at best. There have been more offers and requests than I care to count regarding my... ah, elfhood... *ahem* They are very forward and can be very persistent!

Yes, well it is difficult for me to use my native tongue through the chat, so some of the less brazen people have been assisting me in that area. I am also learning to speak on a variety of elf-related topics. In time, with some patience and a good deal of effort I may be able to achieve Turelie's ultimate goal.

Greetings my friends!

This day is truly a glorious one! The sun is beaming brightly, the birds sing with my playing and all is well in my life. Many are the hours I have spent with Turelie of late.

"WOO-HOO!!! finally got the sound files to work on both pages!"*turelie starts dancing like an idiot and war-whooping* "can't believe it-- it sounds sooooo cool!" *she grabs a very startled daeron and whirls him around in excitement*

Mae govannen! Once again my heart is lightened by the very sound of her voice. Dear Turelie is still somewhat under the weather but shows definite signs of improving. I have tried to tell her to relax and take things slowly, but it appears that life simply does not always work that way for her. She is young yet; she will learn.

Regardless of her duties she found time tonight to assist me in procuring a new background for my page. Of course I was more than capable of doing it alone-- somehow it was more gratifying to have her near. Perhaps I simply crave her company... She remains an enigma to me-- I know of course that she is the adopted daughter of the great Glorfindel and his lovely bride-to-be Duchess and with her adoption came certain gifts-- powers which I have yet to hear clearly explained. And there is still much else to learn...