She walks with grace and her eyes that of sorrow.
The Eldar of memory, the Eldar of beauty.
She mends the souls of the young, and sheds tears for ages long past.
Memory, the memory.
She leaves her memory.
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The Memory
Submitted by Carvireth on April 8th, 2014
