To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell...
Lyra is making good progress largely because she climbed up (and down)a real, honest to goodness MOUNTAIN!
I doubt if it has a patch on the Misty Mountains but still...
I'm still in Green Hill country, but nearly to Crickhollow. What I wouldn't give for a bath! I'd make my water go up like a fountain, just like Pippin. Aah, I can almost imagine the bubbles...
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
the Forbidden Link
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