I think I would be captivated by the elves. In the end of it all, I wouldn't do very well.
I remember thinking when I read the core books that the death of every elf was more tragic than the deaths of men because each elf was not only something of a higher being, but a living museum as well.
To think what is lost by the death of just a single elf at the hands of some filthy orc from the Misty Mountains... ack, it just addles the mind.
And then there is the departure of the elves from Middle Earth. I could see myself at the Grey Havens, on my knees, begging them not to go and leave the world a dimmer place.
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Even as fog continues to lie in the valleys, so does ancient sin cling to the low places, the depression in the world consciousness.
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