"How are you fairing in these days of darkness?" Hanindur asked.
Nuwethion smiled at the man. His sharp glance went to a gaze for a few seconds and then he looked back at Hanindur.
"Well, I'm just what I have always been. Not troubled by the troubles of outside. How can anyone be sad when he dwells in the house of Elrond? No my friend, the evil must have indeed grown very big if it wants to trouble me."Nuwethion said with a wink.
His gaze went of the ranger and looked around at the trees who were wispering all the news they had found in their wize roots. His gaze went from the trees to the sky and Nuwethion's face got a bit grimmer.
"I wonder how long my mind will stay without trouble."He said to himself.
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