"Don't try to stop me." *Silence*
"I'm walking now." *Silence*
"Its gonna be too late in a minute." *Silence*
"Yup, gone forever." *Silence*
*Mithadan falls from the summit of Meneltarma with a long cry. Piosenniel counts the seconds, wondering if she will hear a "thud"*
.................... Nope. No "thud". *Whistles the theme from "The Merry Widow".
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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