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" Well Glirdingo of Lorien, the last time I saw the Entwives was when they were heading towards these lands. I myself was an outsider to what caused them to do this, but instead of leaving for what is now the Brown Lands, I chose to go north by myself. The ash trees in the northern woods were in need of instruction to protect themselves and such, so, I went. After the Maiar Sauron's scourge upon these lands, neither I, nor other remaining ents know of what became of them. Sad it is. I came to find this event by a broken bottle in a stream I found, and after much thought, I decided it was time for me to see the world again, before I became too treeish."
"I see. Tis a tragic thing, for eventually, there will be no more Ents, or Entwives or Entings if the rest do not come back," Glirdingo said sadly. "But let us cast away these dark thought's and enjoy each other's company while the night lasts," he said, looking up at the Entwife with joy.
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