Morwyn leaned forward and smiled, anxious to hear what Nahai had to say. She had seen her companion's suppressed smile and realized that she must have seemed fairly silly telling her story so eagerly. But it was still fresh in her mind and her delight at meeting the elves was still new.
If Nahai had been acquainted with elves Morwyn was certain it must be a good tale. "Please, Lady Nahai, do go on..." she said, and leaned back in her chair, eyes closed, to listen.
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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