With Laie gone, Galadriel has no idea what to do. So, she walks over to her tree, sits with her back leaned against it, and falls asleep...
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"For this is what your folk would call magic, I believe; though I do not understand clearly what they mean; and they seem to use the same word of the deceits of the Enemy. But this, if you will, is the magic of Galadriel."
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