[Mithalwen]

Because I had to blow on the pages to make the book fall open and then it fell unsurprisingly almost exactly to the middle. And my wandering hands picked:

"Then a winter, as it were the hoar age of mortal Men, fell upon Thingol. But Luthien came to the Halls of Mandos, where are the appointed places of the Eldalie, beyond the mansions of the West upon the confines of the World. There those that wait sit in the shadow of their thought. But her beauty was more than their beauty, and her sorrow deeper than their sorrows; and she knelt before Mandos and sang to him"

Yep...I'm doomed......

OR

I am going to grieve my Aged Parent who is severely Cymru-phobic and participate in an Eisteddfod... ( my grandmother on the other side was Welsh..)

OR despite my woeful ignorance of genre I should get over my panic and persevere with ME Idol.....