Khelek slowly wound his way to a tavern called 'Lasgalen, The Green Wood.' Though it was midnight, there were still folk on the streets, and in the many inns and taverns there were still many a folk gossiping and trading news. Elves normally preferred sleeping under the stars, but a sudden deep longing for the Sea had erupted within the Elf and could not be quenched when he had seen 'The Lonely Star.' The music of the Valar was tempting him to leave Middle-earth. "Not yet," the Elf sighed sadly, looking at the Stars of Elbereth. "There is still much to do before I go West.
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"What shall we do, what shall we do!" he cried. "Escaping goblins to be caught be wolves!"
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