Durmán - that was the stranger's name- closed his eyes, when the music began again.
Different, more joyful this time, it swept away the very last traces of the dark thoughts from his mind.
He started humming quietly and felt a smile spread over his face.
"It's like magic", he thought. "There's nothing that can heal you like the music of the Elves."
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Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier, I have seen worse sights than this. - Iliad -
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