Aegnor & Andreth.
You are no Beren, nor I Lúthien— our fates are sundered by the fathomless Sea.
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"Luthien, the glory of Beleriand! Beautiful, she danced upon the grass While Beren watched her. His pain vanished And because of Luthien, he fell under a spell. Clad in blue like the sky, Her eyes gray and hair black. White as the dawn in Aman... Of the children of Ilúvatar... the most beautiful".
2019 december.
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