"Never have I crossed the paths of Lothlorien," said Tiquandel, serious for the first time since Champignonne had known him. "I have always wanted to meet Galadriel of the golden hair, for I have heard of her beauty and grace. But alas! It is so far!"
He sighed, almost imperceptively. It was a bittersweet sadness that reamined in his heart.
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