"But now as he sat beside the fountain in Lórien and heard about him the voices of the Elves, his thought took shape in a song that seemed fair to him; yet when he tried to repeat it to Sam only snatches remained, faded as a handful of withered leaves."
~ The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien
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11 сен 2024