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My Drabbles from Tolkien Weekly  by Mirkwoodmaiden

TA 2976  Dol Amroth

Finduilas sat on the sand and allowed the early morning mists to wrap around her.  Fine sand slipped through her fingers; tiny puffs catching the wind. She loved this time of day.  She looked at the home of her birth here in Dol Amroth.  She felt the chill breeze of the morning. She pulled her wrap closer even as she breathed in the fresh sea air.  Something in her heart whispered "Relish these moments, keep them close; they may never come again." She loved this place, but she loved Denethor more. She stood and walked away to a new life.

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