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those sorry minstrels
I tend to feel the most sorry for the elves who end up imprisoned by their own brokenness and despair... forever.
Maglor, singing on the seashore; Daeron, far to the east, sitting by dark waters lamenting his loss of Luthien.
Neither of them were angels and they had plenty to regret. Living with the guilt must make it that much worse.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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