Time wore away at the Library of Rivendell. Many forgot of the place. But as you sought refuge again, you remembered the Elf and her home. Through the pouring rain, you travel there. Before you can knock on the door, a gentle hand takes yours.
"Welcome back," the Elf woman smiles.
She leads your horse into the stables and you return to the marble halls and library. The same dusty books that had seen many years lay scattered on the tables. Quills and paper lay all over. You pick up a book you remember from your last visit here and open it again, memories flooding back.
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