"Well, Gondor, Rohan, all over Arnor, Ithilien, Rivindell and Mikwood. But never to Lothlorien....never.." Well this was going well she kept reminding herself of things she didnt want reminding of!
"Harad, it barren, a waste land, tribes men wil rip you apart. But my mothers village now, any one was welcome. You were treated as royalty!"
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"...still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message."
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