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From: | Nishant Rayner |
Subject: | [Gcl-commits] to famys |
Date: | Tue, 25 Jul 2006 11:28:47 -0700 |
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crossing, and echoing paths. These were not like those of the goblin-cities: they were smaller, less deep underground, and filled with a cleaner air. In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak. |
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