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The characters are the property of the Tolkien Estate For all my foresight, it grieves me to see my little girl in pain. My daughter bears her ordeal with the dignity expected a chieftain’s wife. Only the crushing grip on my hand betrays her agony. She cries out only when the babe enters the world. “A fine boy!” exclaims the midwife, “What will you and your lord call him?” She hands the babe to me while she tends my daughter. Instead of crying, he looks into my eyes. I know then that hope has dawned at last for our people. Gilraen smiles at her son. ”His name is Aragorn.”
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