1042gildor25and_company
> Gildor:
> "And Erestor is the advisor", he nods.
Rauros:
"And do you have contact with the lord of Mirkwood?"
Gildor:
"Thranduil?... Little. His older son is usually at Rivendell. He
likes to travel. For a while, people spoke that the prince and the
lord's daughter might... come to have something. But soon after she
came out with this story with the dunadan..."
Ragnor:
"They say she's pretty!"
Gildor:
"Arwen Undomiel? Ha-ha!, they say so, yes, they say."
Ragnor:
"Is she, captain?"
Gildor:
"And how are the girls at the haven, nowadays, Ragnor?, there's quite
few of them, for I rarely see any."
Ragnor:
"Ow, the pretty ones usually cross soon, and don't linger. They don't
resist the call of the West!"
Gildor:
"Good, they're girls, after all, ay? Would you wish them to be
strong?!"
Rauros:
"You did not answer Ragnor, captain: what about lady Arwen?"
Gildor:
"Let me see... Do you know Lomelin?"
Ragnor and Rauros, together:
"NNoo!"
Gildor:
"Right, you're younger... Tathar? Do you know Tathar... Hum, no, she
hasn't been to the Havens... Lefnui!, do you know maid Lefnui?,
remember her?"
Ragnor:
"Yes!"
Rauros:
"hm..."
Gildor:
"Quite like her, Ragnor, only her hair is darker. Lefnui is a bit
lighter, if I well remember."
Ragnor:
"What about you, master Gildor, do you have a companion?"
Gildor, laughing:
"Ha-ha-ha!!, I?!... My young one, I was really glad to have mey
cousin in the right path, as I gave him a lady... No: I tell you I
have not find the lady for me, not yet. There will be, somewhere, I
believe. Maybe at the other side of the Sea, though."
Ragnor:
"Oh, don't you feel lonely, master?"
Gildor:
"They say that after the third thousand, one will feel no loneliness
at all, my friend. Yes, I do, what can I tell you?"
Ragnor:
"O, but you're lucky, sire: you're at Imladris. We're at the Havens."
Gildor:
"Don't you sing, Ragnor?, did you never thought about singing?..."
Rauros, suddenly frightened:
"Captain!, look!"
Gildor looked in the direction he showed.
A man on a horse was coming closer.
> "And Erestor is the advisor", he nods.
Rauros:
"And do you have contact with the lord of Mirkwood?"
Gildor:
"Thranduil?... Little. His older son is usually at Rivendell. He
likes to travel. For a while, people spoke that the prince and the
lord's daughter might... come to have something. But soon after she
came out with this story with the dunadan..."
Ragnor:
"They say she's pretty!"
Gildor:
"Arwen Undomiel? Ha-ha!, they say so, yes, they say."
Ragnor:
"Is she, captain?"
Gildor:
"And how are the girls at the haven, nowadays, Ragnor?, there's quite
few of them, for I rarely see any."
Ragnor:
"Ow, the pretty ones usually cross soon, and don't linger. They don't
resist the call of the West!"
Gildor:
"Good, they're girls, after all, ay? Would you wish them to be
strong?!"
Rauros:
"You did not answer Ragnor, captain: what about lady Arwen?"
Gildor:
"Let me see... Do you know Lomelin?"
Ragnor and Rauros, together:
"NNoo!"
Gildor:
"Right, you're younger... Tathar? Do you know Tathar... Hum, no, she
hasn't been to the Havens... Lefnui!, do you know maid Lefnui?,
remember her?"
Ragnor:
"Yes!"
Rauros:
"hm..."
Gildor:
"Quite like her, Ragnor, only her hair is darker. Lefnui is a bit
lighter, if I well remember."
Ragnor:
"What about you, master Gildor, do you have a companion?"
Gildor, laughing:
"Ha-ha-ha!!, I?!... My young one, I was really glad to have mey
cousin in the right path, as I gave him a lady... No: I tell you I
have not find the lady for me, not yet. There will be, somewhere, I
believe. Maybe at the other side of the Sea, though."
Ragnor:
"Oh, don't you feel lonely, master?"
Gildor:
"They say that after the third thousand, one will feel no loneliness
at all, my friend. Yes, I do, what can I tell you?"
Ragnor:
"O, but you're lucky, sire: you're at Imladris. We're at the Havens."
Gildor:
"Don't you sing, Ragnor?, did you never thought about singing?..."
Rauros, suddenly frightened:
"Captain!, look!"
Gildor looked in the direction he showed.
A man on a horse was coming closer.
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