We have crossed Silverlode and entered the Naith. Alas, that we must journey through these woods blindfolded, just because the dwarf felt he was being picked on. To be able to hear the music of the leaves in the breeze, and yet be unable to see their shadows dancing upon the ground darkens the heart as well as the eyes.
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...at length all the Company was gathered on the east bank of the Silverlode..."Now, friends," said Haldir, "you have entered the Naith of Lórien...I shall here blindfold the eyes of Gimli the Dwarf."...[Gimli] "I will not walk blindfold...I will go forward free...or I will go back and seek my own land"...
..."You cannot go back," said Haldir sternly...Gimli drew his axe from his belt..."A plague on Dwarves and their stiff necks!" said Legolas. "Come!" said Aragorn..."We will all be blindfold, even Legolas"..."I am an Elf and a kinsman here," said Legolas, becoming angry in his turn.
"Now let us cry: 'a plague on the stiff necks of Elves!'" said Aragorn..."Alas for the folly of these days!" said Legolas. "Here all are enemies of the one Enemy, and yet I must walk blind, while the sun is merry in the woodland under leaves of gold!"
...Frodo found his hearing and other senses sharpened...He could hear many different notes in the rustle of the leaves overhead...He felt the sun upon his face and hands when they passed through an open glade...it seemed to him that he had stepped over a bridge of time into a corner of the Elder Days...Evil had been seen and heard there, sorrow had been known...but on the land of Lórien no shadow lay.
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"It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..."
"If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."
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