They are to set out at dawn,
leaving the fair Rivendell.
And their fellowship include all peoples –
Hobbit, Elf, Dwarf and Man.
For the Men, Thindaer shall guard them.
He is long in exile from his own land,
a ceaseless and lonely hunter
of the servants of the Enemy.
For the Elves, Linglorel, the tree Elf lady.
For she can read grass and leaf
and will thread a safe path through
all places where the roots are long
and the years lie thick on the leaves.
For the Dwarves, Frimsi, Lord of Stone.
His ear shall tell the rumours of the Earth
and quide the team through
the dark places of the mountains.
For the Hobbits, Passerose shall go,
for her loyalty and love,
and for the honour of the Shire.
And hope
shall be a light in their hearts,
to guide their way.
