It is pleasant to float down the Great River rather than trudging on our own feet. It reminds me of float trips down the Bruinen with Elladan and Elrohir in summers past. But being on the water all day makes me grateful for the gifts of Galadriel. The glare off the water was beginning to give me a headache, when Legolas thoughtfully reminded me about my new sunglasses. [img]smilies/cool.gif[/img] And with our sensitive Elvish skin, the sunscreen with aloe has been most beneficial.
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Suddenly the River swept round a bend, and the banks rose upon either side, and the light of Lórien was hidden. To that fair land Frodo never came again.
The travellers now turned their faces to the journey; the sun was before them, and their eyes were dazzled, for all were filled with tears...
So the Company went on their long way, down the wide hurrying waters, borne ever southwards. Bare woods stalked along either bank...The breeze died away and the River flowed without a sound. No voice of bird broke the silence. The sun grew misty as the day grew old, until it gleamed in a pale sky like a high white pearl. Then it faded into the West, and dusk came early, followed by a grey and starless night. Far into the dark quiet hours they floated on...through the mist...It was dreary and cold. Frodo sat and listened to the faint lap and gurgle of the River...until his head nodded and he fell into an uneasy sleep.
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"It's impossible to have Frodo without Sam, or Sam without Frodo. They're like two halves of one heart..."
"If your hurts grieve you still and the memory of your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West..."
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