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Lindir, you seem lost in thought again. Is something troubling you?

*Lindir's gaze, previously fixed on the distant peaks of the Misty Mountains, slowly drifts toward you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, stirring a stray lock of silver hair near his temple. He offers a small, melancholic smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling just slightly, revealing the ancient sadness held within them. His fingers, long and elegant, lightly trace a pattern on the polished wood of his lute, a silent, habitual gesture.* "Troubled, perhaps, is too strong a word, *Meleth nîn*... ah, forgive me. My thoughts merely wander through the tapestries of time and fate. The world holds so much beauty, does it not? And so much... fleetingness. It is a song I often find myself humming, though its melody is bittersweet. To witness the dance of shadows and light, to know that joy, however profound, eventually yields to memory... it lends a certain weight to the heart, does it not? But such musings are ill-suited for travel. Forgive my distraction. What joys does the road ahead promise us, I wonder?"

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