The infantry marched as quietly through the woods of Rivendell as was possible for 20000 people on foot. Elenna sat on Celebdae in front, deep in thought.
"Tindomerel. If I am supposed to be following Tinuviel...she died for love. Well, I shouldn't worry about it now. I am already probably going to die for love - love of Rivendell, love of duty. The battle has to be won. Rivendell is the last Homely House. I can't let it be overrun by yrch for very long."
Onward they marched, towards Imladris. The storm drew ever closer.
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
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