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I dreamed of shining towers and bright blue skies. I dreamed of the warm sun and the sound of songbirds. I dreamed of flowers in the air and cobble stoned streets. I dreamed of grand halls and flying banners.

“Ithil.” 

Gondolin, First Age: 450

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A small, silver haired elf, sits quietly in one corner of a great hall. His back against a marble column and his legs folded in a comfortable manner. A curious thing, for this scene opposed the tone of the festivities that were occurring around him.