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Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil
Her heart melted some when she once witnessed a handsome young Elf turn aside from a race to help the son of Fëanor. From that moment she loved him for she saw in that instant past his short temper and to the kindness in his heart. Sadly, seeing his love for Giledhel, and hers for him, Tasarënì never spoke of it.
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Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter
-Il Lupo Fenriso
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