"Mirkwood must be beautiful. I come from Rivendell," Nurumaiel said.
There was a thump and Nurumaiel turned quickly back to Celeb and Fin, and realized that Celeb had hit her head against the wall.
"Are you all right?" Nurumaiel asked worriedly.
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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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