she wears the cloak of the vampire-queen and she stands before the void-lord and she sings, and all of tol-in-gaurhoth quivers before her, this young thing of northern forests and northern lands, daughter of an elf-king and a maia, terrible and beautiful and perilous, her voice pouring as the voice of the nightingales among the trees.

(and after her, a path of burning stars no creature can forget.)

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