Thanks, Mithalwen.
With foilage as dark as the night,
Refused to listen to the Darker One in his plight.
He fought and retreated,
Bruised, but not yet beated.
Created a haven, yet lost my wife,
Had a daughter yet death took her life.
Sundered from father and mother,
He is forever separated from his brother.
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Et Eärello Endorenna utúlien. Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta.
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