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| | The tale of Sorondo |
 | | I have seen swan-ships burning on the seashore, and the snow-glittering peak of Mount Taniquetil; the star-crowned skies of Endórë ere the golden splendour of Arien appeared, the strength of Angband as the wrath of the Enemy was unleashed and the piercing light of the Silmaril. |
 | | All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain, if they remain untold. |
 | | I hope you will not come to scorn me, now that you heard my tale, for this is how things came to pass and although I have pondered many long hours, I often do not know what else I should have done. |
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