I for Idril Celebrindal, daughter of Turgon, wife of Tuor, mother of Earendil the mariner
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
the Forbidden Link
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