We are in need of magic today, so I went down to the lake at the day's last light and found the Lady of the Golden Wood had gifted my shire with a mallorn, and you can see its reflection in her mirror, an image of hope. We need that last light. As the Galadhrim of Lothlorien say, if the Sindarin here is correct, amin naa yassen he`.
That would be translated, of course, as "I'm with her" in the Common tongue.
May all our shires be gifted with golden trees of hope tomorrow. Sleep well, my flist. <3