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CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

The warm sun that shone down beyond the river but the night part sky is still there as little leprechaun slid down Legolas' shoulder and walked in the glades glowed here on the smooth edges and deeply ingrained pillars, and the wonderful arch with centerpiece carven in the likeness of a crowned and kingly head, as they emerged from the shadow to the fifth gate.

The elven guards of the entrance wore silver-green robes, and their helms were oddly shaped, high-crowned, with long cheek-guards nearer to the face, and white sea-bird wings set above the cheek-guards; but the helms glistened with a flame of silver, for they were indeed wrought, keepsakes from the honor of old days. A tree flowering like snow underneath a silver canopy and many-pointed stars were embroidered in white on the silver-green surcoats. This was the heirs' livery, and no one wore it today in Sharrveneil except the fortress guards in front of the waterfall, where the largest enormous tree formerly grew.

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