Sounds like my kind of thing. Using The Lord of the Rings...
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And Celeborn said: "I do not know, Eldest.' But Galadriel said: 'Not in Middle Earth, nor until the land that lie under the wave are lifted up again. Then in the willow-meads of Tasarinan we may meet in the spring. Farewell'
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This passage speaks but one word: Doom! Doom, Doom, Doom!
But seriously, it seems that what the future holds is uncertain with regard to... I don't know... meeting someone who has springs for legs. Some willow may try and trip me up with a willow branch and I'll be caught under a wave.
I'm sure Zebedee will help me, good old springy!