"Lanaey," Ohtaredan spoke again, leaning towards her "Mankoi naa lle sinome? I thought everyone was inside with Laurel and--," he broke off, remembering.
There really was no time to try to get this poor Elf to talk. She was badly hurt. She seemed almost ready to speak for a moment, then went limp on the ground.
"Lanaey!" he breathed in sharply, scooping the light being up in his arms and turning back to the house. "Uuma dela," he said, more to himself than to Lanaey, "all will be well. Laurel can help you."
He reached the doorstep, stepping through the threshold.
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" Where now are the Dúnedain, Elessar, Elessar?"
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