Beware of the Sea
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The wide waters of the Anduin lay ahead, black in the pre-dawn
light. He shivered, recalling Galadriel’s
words. This battle held his death.
Halting, he drew a deep breath of the cold, sea-tainted breeze. A
high, keening cry sounded above, and he stared at the fleeting white
shapes wheeling overhead. Their call delved deep into his
soul, severing the peace and tranquillity he had always felt beneath
his beloved trees.
The first stirrings of a bitter, lonely longing roused within him.
Perhaps he had mistaken Galadriel’s prophecy, but this was his doom
nonetheless. Alas for the wailing of the gulls!
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