Legolas and Gimli, in Aglarond, Fangorn, Ithilien, Minas Tirith, and Valinor.
Aglarond
One drop
gathers and falls.
A note is shaped from silence.
Water calls to depths of stone.
I am molded,
pressed into shale by the weight of
the mountain,
veined with your salt
and smoke.
Strange crystals glimmer inside me,
seeking the light.
Your hands know the stone's secrets:
how to coax a geode open
and facet
the gems within.
Such delicate touches,
perfectly placed.
I crack
and shine.
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