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Re: Bree (Some years before the War of the Ring)
Now Talondin had vanished from sight.
Valdevar was lost in the deep mists.
Ferny and Beregond and Andy were only just within sight of one another.
The elves drew closer to one another.
The party members called out. Andy thought he could hear the mighty voice of Valdavar, but could not guess at the direction.
Valdavar's sharp ears heard sounds all around, but nothing that sounded like a member of the party.
The mist grew so thick that none could see as far as their hands before them. A dark cloud blocked the sun so that rather than even the watery yellow it had been, now it seemed dark as twilight.
And where ever each one of them was, they each knew that they could hear one thing for certain.
As they pulled their cloaks in tight against the cold and the dew, they heard mocking laughter as if from a distance and as if not from one but from many voices...
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