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The Star of High-Hope
"Adar...which one is that?" Gladaewen pointed up into the velvet darkness of the night sky. Her father gave her a keen look, yet his smile deepened at his daughter's ruse to hear the story one more time.
"It is the Gil-Estel, the star of High Hope. It is there that Ëarendil the mariner carries aloft the jewel that holds the light of the Beginning...and is a promise that the Love that began the Great Song still shines upon us still, if we but lift our eyes to see and remember."
Gladaewen threw her arms around her father's neck, "I will remember, Ata....and I love you, too!"
The tall Elf wrapped his arms around his child and hugged her back.
((A very heartfelt wish for a merry and blessed holiday season. May the light of Love and hope of Peace be with you all.))
