Everybody in the inn turns to look at the door... there is a radiant and beautiful light shining from it. It slowly opens, and a wonderous creature enters. At first, she looks like a body of light. Then, slowly, everyone can make out the figure of a slender female.
Her hair, gently swaying, uncover her long, pointed ears. She is an elf.
She turns to the inkeeper, and says:
"Hello, I am Nybradiliel from Rivendell. I have come here to stay a night's rest."
[ March 28, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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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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