"From here," replied Culoth. "I've lived in Rohan all my life. We used to live at the capital but now we live in a house all alone out on the plains." She looked curiously at Galadel. "You're an elf?"
"Yes," said Galadel with a nod.
"I've never met an elf before... though I'm trying to learn to speak their tongue, Sindarin.
"Lots of people here in Rohan speak evil of the Lady Galadriel, but my father taught me differently. I don't know how he knows what he does about her... I think maybe he knows some elves. But all the stories I've heard about her are beautiful, wonderful stories."
Culoth found herself staring at Galadel in wonder. She suddenly thought she realized who this fair Elf before her was, so she asked, "Do you know the Lady Galadriel?"
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In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
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