37. Renamed
He stood amidst the destruction as his people scrambled to extinguish the fires that had turned this, the darkest corner of Mirkwood, into ashes. Charred and naked branches scratched futilely at a smoke-filled sky or stretched toward their fellows in mute pleas for help.
Suddenly, from overhead came the cry of one of the great eagles, and the air seemed cleaner, the smoke not so oppressive, as he sang the unbelievable news. Victory! Sauron defeated!
From destruction, the Greenwood would rise again, Thranduil promised. No – The Greenwood needed a new name for this new beginning. Eryn Lasgalen. Wood of Greenleaves.
Suddenly, from overhead came the cry of one of the great eagles, and the air seemed cleaner, the smoke not so oppressive, as he sang the unbelievable news. Victory! Sauron defeated!
From destruction, the Greenwood would rise again, Thranduil promised. No – The Greenwood needed a new name for this new beginning. Eryn Lasgalen. Wood of Greenleaves.
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