1349gildor30rainy_day

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> "Right. Things will be different when we get to Lorien..."
>
> In seven weeks and a half.... Thought Gildor. Eru was merciful to the
> horses: they can't count their own age, and time for them is simply a
> day after another.
>

Long day, travelling under rain. Winds from the north took the rain
away.

Gildor would have to travel by night, he thought to himself, so as to
recover the delay. Obviously the teleri had delayed too, but it was to
be used on his favour! :^)

Only... :^ better not to let Hindrum to know it yet... "If he knows me
well, as he does, he must be thinking, already, and complaining
silently about it..."