Καλωσόρισες στο forum και στην παρέα μας elendil! Και μην ανησυχείς καθόλου. Αν μπορούμε ν' αντέξουμε τον γκαντέμη (o Arxelaos είναι αυτός :p ), τότε σ' αντέχουμε κι εσένα. :)
Again she fled, but swift he came,
Tinuviel! Tinuviel!
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And doom fell on Tinuviel
That in his arms lay glistering.

As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinuviel, the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.