Characters: Erestor, shades of Finrod and Lúthien.
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Grass speared up between scattered rubble mounds. Clambering up the slope to reach the barrow was dangerous, Tol Sirion’s natural contours distorted by massive blocks of far-flung stone and ivy-netted pits, leaves fluttering over bottomless rainwater wells. Everywhere shone sunlight, clear and serene, a golden glimmer brightening every jagged, broken slab or white edge still pristine, sculpted by Elven hands when Finrod Felagund had raised this shattered tower in bygone days.
A tempest had scoured away the shadow of Tol-in-Gaurhoth. Erestor recalled Lúthien taking up the Nauglamír, more brilliant than the Silmaril set blazing amid an array of lesser jewels.