Alright, after much delay, here is the next question:
The inland sea,
The reaching arm,
The Gates of Stone,
The Water-Town,
The Elfking's Halls,
The Water Dim,
The hills of Stone,
The Mountain Grim,
Atop the spine,
I am the head,
but followed down,
Where am I led?
Sophia
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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