Extract from the "Chronicles of the Island" (part 1)

     ...and thus we've come to the Island. The grief and pain we've been
suffering for decades are rewarded above all our hopes and dreams.
We've been given a land of our own, as far to the West as we have ever dared to
think, the land that can not be reached by any evil of the Black Foe and his
thralls - and even then we won't be harmed, for the Powers dwelling in the
Blessed Realm (its eastern shores can be seen from the Pillar in a bright
and clear day) would not delay with assistance. Elros, son of Earendil, is our
king, and the Men of all three houses are settled together now, sharing the land
like we've shared everything happening to us during ages past above our...