Amongst the people of Middle Earth, none are as sensitive, arguably, than the elusive elves. Of course, there are exceptions, on both ends of the proverbial scale. War will do that, to even the bravest of souls. On one of the ends of the scales, was a relatively young soul by the name of Gliriel, which in her native tongue meant: Daughter of Song. Indeed, her voice was exquisite to the ear.
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trial and tribulation
