nimlith

  To the Lady Elisbeth of the Warband, and the Lord Khalis - Greetings.

  Need has called me away from the vale for the time being; I apologise.
  I hope your patrol could continue in my absence as planned, and the vale continues to be safe under your watch.
  As for this, I am sending this letter together with three of my trusted friends of the Free Peoples. You may have met some of them before, in Imladris or in their own homelands.

((Disclaimer: The melody is not mine, only the text is. The original melody is Toki No Uta by Aoi Teshima.

It was an evening, the Hobbit mused, of which you could hope it would never end. The air was warm despite the evening falling, the water was singing in the brook nearby and the wind lay asleep in the grass - and there were Elves about, Elves telling tales and singing and dancing as light as the mists danced over the meadows.
She looked to the darkening sky, pointing out one glistening like a jewel in the dusk.
"The stars are coming out now, lady Nimlith. What of your story?"