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[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[There's Legolas, sitting at a terminal and looking thoughtful. There's a small, leatherbound notebook in front of him and a fountain pen. He wasn't sure if they'd belonged to anyone when he'd gathered what he needed but he could return it all later. In neat script on the first page is a passage written in Sindarin. And below it, a translation of it.]

What is it you miss of home, most of all? What is it, that if ever we return, you will seek out first?

I want to write it all here in this book. I want to make sure that no one forgets what most they miss here. No matter what it is that we endure, we'll need only look into it to remind ourselves of happier times. Times that, with hope, are not forever lost to us.

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[marchwarden]

[The march warden listened quietly to the sorrow that ravaged this man's soul. Some people simply cannot handle the truth when told, and this man was one of them. Then again how can anyone brace themselves for such terrible news?

Haldir wished he could say something to ease this man's pain. ]

Do not give into despair. It will do you little good here.

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[wegotlucky]

[He's never missed his father in all of these years, but right now he needs him, almost more than Tamara. But everyone is gone. He can't hold out hope when it appears he was the only one who had been pulled from the dying universe.]

You're... you're right. I've got to stay strong so I can help everyone.

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[marchwarden]

Incorrect.

[ Haldir replied with some sternness in his tone. ]

If one does not care for themselves, they will perish. Thus you must take care of yourself first before you can care for others.

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[wegotlucky]

[He falls quiet, still rubbing at his face.]

Yeah.... yeah, you're right.