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.
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