Sorry! I had forgotten entirely about this thread!
We are the festival,
where rabbits romp,
We are the little ones,
Rather than the large.
We were deceived,
By the one who deceives,
We named the others,
After their animals' food.
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But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.
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