A week later, the party set out from Rivendell to go to Gondor. Elrond, still a bit ill, rode at the front. On his left rode Arwen, looking euphoric on the back of her gray palfrey. On his right rode Elenna. Her horse, Celebdae, had fallen in battle and she had not had time to choose a new one, so she rode a chestnut brown mare with good manners. She missed her big rangy stallion with his high spirits and strange mannerisms. Next to her rode Glorfindel on Asfaloth. His leg still hadn't healed, and it would be quite some time before he would run lightly, but he also was joyful at Elenna's recovery.
Behind them rode the rest of the party - Aduchil and Fea, Alatiriel, and even Rosa on a small pony.
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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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