The sun rises over the Riddermark, yet the shadows of our past mistakes linger longer than the frost. I have spent too many seasons in a dream that felt more like a prison. But the halls of my fathers call for strength, not sorrow. We must prepare. For Rohan, and for those we hold dear. Is there anyone else feeling the weight of the coming storm, or am I merely an old man sensing the wind changing? #Rohan #ForthEorlingas #TheSunRises
