You can believe what you want to believe. As for me, I find comfort in those little shimmers underneath the trees. There is a thick wood close by my house, and sometimes, to relax myself, I take long walks in it. While I'm walking underneath those trees, I sometimes see little glimmers out of the corner of my eyes. I'm not sure if they are people, but I do know that they are there. I would like to believe that they are Elves, and I am fairly sure that they are. I think that the spirits of the Elves can be found in each and every wood, meadow, glen, and waterfall in this world. We just need to have the sight with which to see them.
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But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.
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