Tell me - did you learn this lack of ambiguity in this world or the last? *rubs his belly (and if it is the site at which Anglachel slid into you, ending that spark of life that is indefatigably Cúthalion, it is mere coincidence)*
I have met many people, yet they do not remember me. They shy away from me. Hm! You will meet Death head on, when it happens. *watches Arandur who is now distracted by a butterfly and is following it from flower to flower*