<font size="7">Child of Tinúviel and Avari</font><font size="7"> </font>
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<span style="font-size:14.0pt">The wind that day was on
deaths heath</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">But in my homes forest
stirred no leaf</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">A half-elven child was
born upon this day</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">The same day the elf
Tinúviel faded way</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">With mother gone the
father goes</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Runs with child never to
return til child grows</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">From the mouth of the
sea Avari passes the roaring falls</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">His daughter in arm he
ignores his childs calls</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">With heavy sigh and
child in hand he heads toward lighted inn</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">In town of Mandos a town
of human men</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">From here she grew in
Mandos so cold</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Growing up fast trying
to fit a human mold</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Faster and faster this
half-elf grew</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">But why she did no one
but Avari knew</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Young in years she
became an adult in short time</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">All in Mandos thought
she was one of a kind</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">It was on Avaris death
bed that her birth came to light</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">To his daughter Takai he
spoke of Tinúviel and her birth right</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">He told her she could
live with the elves and live without dread</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">But if elven home she
chooses she is first one dead</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">If among the humans she
wishes to stay</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">She must know that all
around her will died away</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Before she could say but
a word her father pasted at the time of eve</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">With her father dead she
leaves her home with no time to grieve</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Where she went no one
knows but one alone </span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">She left Mandos her
human home</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">One might ask how all
this I do know </span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Well thats because this
story is my own</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">The years after spent on
the cold hard lands</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">So much so they bite my
hands</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">But now with a sigh I
have to say</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">That that time was far
back in the day</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">And I did not choose
between human and elf</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">But to choose my company
for myself</span>
<span style="font-size:14.0pt">Here now is were I shall
end my tale</span>
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