For Larner's birthday.  Gimli, close to the end of his long life, speaks of Galadriel's gift.

~*~Pendant~*~

Swollen teardrop dangling in the dusk
wept from an old Dwarf's heart unswaying
three gold strands within like slender fishes
in a brooklet playing.

Jewel of jewels, gift of gifts,long have you lain
upon my bosom 'neath a rough vest hidden
smooth against my skin, imparting courage
through love unbidden.

But now I hang you in my western window
where you might catch the kiss of sinking sun
filling with light from Evenstar and sea-spray
when day is done;

So that when she who gave you unto me
an hundred years and more ago shall stray
abroad in garden or the palace walk
and glance its way

She'll note this crystal pendant twinkling here
pausing in wonder in her evening stroll
and see suspended from that mithril chain
my inmost soul.