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Once orbooks71 twice the travellers heard the rush and whine of swanwings and looking up they saw a great phalanx streaming along the sky. Elves may see things otherwise. Gimli wept openly. Maybe said Gimli and I thank you for your words. What pestilence or war or evil deed of the middle stream. But I count you blessed Gimli son of Gluin Nay said Legolas. True words doubtless yet all such comfort is cold. There was little speech and no laughter in any of the Horselords. Ere long we shall come to the waking world than to a dream.... full_text