'My brethren in the southern bog have been so long apart from us, and we have been so long beneath the sway of the evil of the wight, that they have forgotten our purpose here, the task which we have failed. It is time for them to be renewed as have we.

'Take these satchels to Emelin, who leads those in the south. If he has not fallen too far into forgetfulness, the evidence herein may serve to rally my brethren to the cause once more. The southern bog is far to the south, and my brethren wander the southern end.

'Tarry not, but hurry and deliver thine message. I fear that even now, the Hill-men are gathering again.'