Celeaewen sang, a note of desperation creeping into her voice.
A Elbereth Gilthoniel,
silivren penna miriel
o menel algar enalath!
Na-chared palan-diriel
o galadhremmin ennorath,
Fanuilos, le linnathon
nef aear, si nef aeron!
then, another notee joined in, it was rosseil. they sang Desperatly, seeing no hope. then as they sang, another sound filled the air. it was fairer than anything they could sing. there was blinding white light, then when it cleared, before them stood eight figures, glittering in the light. The Valar
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