3. Dwarven Tribute - by Aeneid
When the song ended, and the last wavering notes of Gimli’s husky timbre dissolved against the stones, Elboron found himself leaning forward on his elbows, chewing his lip to hide the wavering of his chin. His father’s eyes were red.
“Thank you, my friend,” Father said. “You’ve given my brother a beautiful tribute.”
Gimli gave a bashful snort.
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