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["The eldest sages of our kin say that the seeds of Val'inthor were stars came to fall even before the birth of the sun. For one who has gazed upon the majesty of the Elder Tree, who have heard the playful laughter of our kin sounding through the open sylvan glades or seen the ivory robes that my daughter bears within these lands, such myth may readily seem as truth. For although Duviel, my beloved daughter joyfully wore the studded leather garments of elven scouts she was the queen of our kind"]

Midwood in autumn
Dawning silver dew
like fireflies
and golden from up high
up to me

The lady of
in shrouds of pearls and palest
she bears the mark of the wilds
She is the of her kind

["Among the highest branches, above the temple alcoves my youngest daughter, the elven princess Sariel, often sat and sang hymns and ballads of lore and was little concerned with the heavy burden bestowed upon her family. Her favourite song was that of the magical ivory flutes of Niaranden, the Naiden children - the elfkind"]

Sung by flutes of
notes soar round the elder
ascending to far up high
where golden leaves the sky

The of goldenwood
in shrouds of pearls and palest
though she bears the of the wilds
She is the of her kind

For the longest we expected you Ilamrion, "Islander".
Your story planted with the seeds of Val'inthor
On our journey I answered you with silence,
For the ever present scoured the valleys and moors
Asking name.

Man rise as one under the First-born's law,
unholy war to demise to elf and dwarf
from the shores beyond,
in his a prophecy is undone

night retrests,
Thousands have fallen on ground
Son,
there can be one

The lady of
with words of death and gloom
And now as I her behind,
She in my mind