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[rabidsamfan]

Galadrim

They came across the fields by starlight, but small babies care little about the time and she was often wakeful. Soft shimmers in the grass were all she could see till she learned how to find the tall, bright figures amid the shadows. Up to the tree in the Party Field they went, every one, and most never passed the green door again.

But now and then a youth with ancient eyes would be caught between two longings and morning would find him in the garden, bewildered, until breakfast and babies and a dose of hobbitsense would send him Home.



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The ephemerality of the drabble works all the better for not pinning things down.



Oh, thanks for saying so. I was feeling all wobbly because I had confused everyone and you made me feel better.