Below is a brief musing on the second Sack of Doriath, a disturbing event from Aduialant's youth. She prefers to never speak of it, but composing poetry is oft a method of catharsis for the lady.
Hearken to me, wanderer! Once you set foot upon the Andram, look north.
For you shall behold the realm of Doriath from afar, the heart of Elvendom in Beleriand.
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