“Nathronwen! This Elvish spirit grants vigor!” Jamwine spluttered.
The sweet mead poured freely throughout the evening, which seemed to endure for aeons among the wooded haven.
Nathronwen smirked.
Jamwine and the dwarves enjoyed drink and feast all through the night, leaving their adventures behind them.
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I met Fogweaver through Vedurnan and, later, Magelight. This more energetic take on their music is wonderful and exciting, a compelling twist bearing their unique signature. emanuele127
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If nostalgia for an age where creatures of myth walked together with the children of men had a soundtrack, this album would be it. Also, a touching reminder that we can forego wealth and power for wilderness and freedom, if we so choose. emanuele127