2. Aragorn and Glorfindel
A warm hand upon his shoulder startled him out of his reverie.
"Dúnadan?" Glorfindel's keen eyes held concern.
"I am well." Aragorn found his voice at last. "We had best be on our way. Neither of us has a mind to spend another night out in the Wild."
Happy birthday (it might still be the 9th somewhere)
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