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Scent of Simbelmynė
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Alright, after much delay, here is the next question:
The inland sea, The reaching arm, The Gates of Stone, The Water-Town, The Elfking's Halls, The Water Dim, The hills of Stone, The Mountain Grim, Atop the spine, I am the head, but followed down, Where am I led? Sophia
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me! |
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