by PhoenixReborn » Sat Nov 05, 2011 6:31 am
Neurien led Neria to the sword smiths. His golden haired sister was waiting for them.
"Neurien, hello." she said, hugging him.
He smiled warmly. Nenethiel was the only person in all of Middle Earth that he trusted fully, save only Aragorn, "Nenethiel, mara aure."
She smiled at him, "Who's your friend?" she asked, raising a suspicious eyebrow.
Neurien gave her a 'not now, don't you dare' look, "This is Neria. Neria, meet Nenethiel, betrothed of Frodo Baggins, the Ringbearer."
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A flame from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king
In the Garden of Paradise,
beneath the Tree of Knowledge,
bloomed a rose bush.
Here, in the first rose,
a bird was born.
His flight was like the flashing of light,
his plumage was beauteous,
and his song ravishing.

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