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My Drabbles from Tolkien Weekly  by Mirkwoodmaiden

Gilraen sat at her loom weaving a new hearth rug for Lord Elrond's study.  The old one was getting a bit threadbare and it did not help that Estel accidentally spilled wine on it he was trying to catch a stray frog. She smiled, life in Imladris certainly had its share of small mishaps. They were named Estel. "Nana! Look what I brought you!" Gilraen looked up and saw Estel soaked and with mud splatters everywhere," He held out a beautiful river stone. She smiled, "Hannon le, Estel!" A sudden sneeze prompted, "Into the bath, immediately! And use hot water."

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