Sophia grinned, "I'm not his entourage, or at least not all of it..." she shook her head, "you know how he is!" Lyra laughed. "Saw him die?" Sophia asked with a puzzled expression on her face, "I saw him nearly drink himself to death last night..." she giggled.
But changing the subject she too turned to Niluial and said "Oh yes, Nil... do tell!"
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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