A strange storm has come over the city. Darkness plagues every corner, and even the light of my staff can do little. I do not like this storm. Something about it feels... wrong.
I have still been spending my time among the people here, but I think I will be leaving Minas Tirith soon, perhaps after some more study in the records.
The children seem upset by this storm too. I think they are more suceptable to strange things that the older beings of the race of Men. I wonder if I should look deeper into it. I fear that some evil is at work, but I cannot tell what it is.
it has been so long since I have faced evil. I wish that I could find Gandalf, as he has more experience in the matter, but his whereabouts are unknown at this time. I guess I am left to search at this alone then. I must try to meet some of the more influential people of this place soon. They may have more information than I could gather alone.
Either way, I should stop wasting my time by writing in this I have work to do.
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