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The kindly airs

Imhiriel asked for unusual perspectives that do not often get a voice.


Long had her sisters run free in the world — from the ice wastes to the southernmost seas, fringing the borders of the fenced and fearful land, bringing the salt-sting kiss of Súlimo even there—and Men rejoiced to call upon them.

She longed to come sweet off their tongues, but woe-laden with roiled earth, her coming brought curses or silence.

But lo! The Dark Land shudders — a weight of wickedness falls free and she with it! Exultant, she rises, catches the laboring Eagles and their burdens, singing:

I, I at last shall bear you hence – our good news!


“'You left the East Wind to me,' said Gimli, 'but I will say naught of it.'

“'That is as it should be,' said Aragorn. 'In Minas Tirith they endure the East Wind, but they do not ask it for tidings....'” - “The Departure of Boromir,” TTT.


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