The thrill of the ride wore off quickly, between the cold and the growing tension. It was important that Angara not be seen, at least until it was unavoidable. Mithadan doubted whether the dragon could somehow bypass the Eagles of the Crissaegrim. Which reminded him...
He turned and shouted back to Birdland, "Keep close! We don't want some eagle making a snack of you!"
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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