When Olo and Vorondil took their leave of her, Holly moved closer to the spirited match between the wizard and her friend. She watched the two jousters come at each other from varying angles. The skill with which each turned the riddles of the other amazed her.
Gandalf's eyes were twinkling in anticipation of Bird's reply and her next query.
And Bird! How she loved a game of quick wits and words! An inner fire lit the countenance of the small framed woman, making her larger than life.
Holly settled in, with a cup of chilled wine, to savor the flow of the contest.
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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