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Dawn Beyond Mirrormere
The mountains are silent.
A far rumble.
A strange breeze touches the foreheads of the wanderers.
Some of them have been there already.
A few have never seen the realm that can be seen in the far east.
There it lingers, veiled under the approaching dawn.
The Remmirath, the netted jewels are glowing above the horizon.
The dark lake mirrors the stars - it is the lake that looks like glass, Nen Cenedril.
Long has been their journey.
They have traveled through ice, and snow.
They have endured harsh winds and nights without stars.
Now, descending the slopes of the Misty Mountains, they catch a first sight:
Lórien the Fair, the Golden Wood.
Still far away, hidden yet, under stars and beyond the Lake of Glass.
