A mist formed in Durshag's cave. The Hobrim backed away but the others looked on in interest. In the midst of the mist appeared the image of Mithadan's face. He was wearing a wry smile and his right eyebrow was arched. Piosenniel turned to Birdland and whispered "I think he's returning to normal."
"Well now. Having a little dinner party without us I see," said Mithadan. "Don't concern yourselves about us up here. We're only worried sick..." The image shifted to show Primrose who waved wildly.
"If its not too much to ask, might you not consider joining your comrades topside?" asked Mith.
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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