Sun rise and mists in The Shire

“Away eastward the sun was rising red out of the mists that lay thick on the world. Touched with gold and red the autumn trees seemed to be sailing rootless in a shadowy sea. A little below him to the the left the road ran down steeply into a hollow and disappeared.”

LoTR, The Fellowship, Chapter Two – Three is Company

Leaving the Hall of Fire

“Even as they stepped over the threshold a single clear voice rose in song.

A Elbereth Gilthoniel
silivren penna míriel
o menel aglar elenath!
Na-chaered palan-díriel
o galadhremmin ennorath,
Fanuilos, le linnathon
nef aear, sí nef aearon!

Frodo halted for a moment, looking back. Elrond was in his chair and the fire was on his face like the summer-light upon the trees. Near him sat the Lady Arwen. To his surprise Frodo saw that Aragorn stood beside her; his dark cloak was thrown back, and he seemed to be clad in elven-mail, and a star shone upon his breast. They spoke together, and then suddenly it seemed to Frodo that Arwen turned towards him, and the light of her eyes fell on him from afar and pieced his heart.
He stood still enchanted, while the sweet syllables of the elvish song fell like clear jewels of blended words and melody.”

LoTR, The Fellowship, Book Two, Chapter One – Many Meetings

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