Eladoriel stood on the dance floor, watching all of the couples. They looked so happy! Some were drunk, some not. Those that were drunk were the most clumsy ones, bumping everywhere, being messy and careless. Those that were not were neatly stepping up and down the dance floor, avoiding the drunk ones.
Eladoriel herself fancied a glass of wine, but she decided to hold off for a while. She wanted to dance so much! But it seemed as if everyone already had a partner. She just stood near the center, circling around by herself.
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The world was young, the mountains green. No stain yet on the moon was seen. No words were laid on stream or stone, When Durin woke and walked alone...
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