* The trouble for Menelduliniel was, the branch she was hanging on was right overtop the burning creature, and the branch, being weak to start with, had chosen this moment to crack under the Elf's weight. If she were to fall just now, that would be the end of her. *
* Gandalf ignited another piece of firewood. Brandishing it like a torch, he strode steadily forward advancing on the wraith, to try to get it to move away from the tree Menelduliniel was clinging to. *
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