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"'By the wood and stars! he thought, 'the enchantment of the black water has taken her!' He dared not pull her ashore, for to touch the water would doom him to the self-same sleep. For a while he knelt there beside the stranger, and beseeching Nienna for her pity and for comfort and courage, he wept for the valiant elf-maiden's ill-fate."
Olriandis went out of the loud staggering tavern to breathe some fresh air and give rest to her ears. She stepped into the quiet side street and inhaled the night summer air, full of flower scent and lake breeze. She liked being a part of trading expeditions to Dale-lands and Erebor - being curious by nature, she was attracted by different lands and races.
"One door opens, another closes. There are those who dare escape their chains, but there are none who ever escape the ripples created by their choices."