Menelduliniel and Estelarion stood up and stepped forward.
"I am no good with ghost stories," Menelduliniel began, "But I do know a good song, if you will let me sing it..."
With that Estelarion took out his silver flute and began, Menelduliniel accompanying him in the slow, eerie, haunting song...
Iire i'Ithil erin fuin fanui
Nen or i'cew en yrn dol
Lle gliries an nîn en erin cuiant
Ta carant hûnamin mudoa lim
Hi erin amin golos amin non na baramin na vedui
Lle ones nîn rama en thoron
A amin gwilathon aen ar linathon aen
Ar yassen amin gimen i'hûl aew fuin
An i'eryn amin gwilen
Ar ned i'fuin raden lle na.
Ar garas golodh mellye u'naa thent
U'mithlye cant
Be i'ithil ar i'loth en nen
Libidlye yanwai, hînlye nai min
Non hwest en Ithil o lle.
Menelduliniel and Estelarion finished the eerie-sounding song to the silence of the others...
(OOC: Lyrics (originally in English) courtesy of "Samain Night" by Loreena McKennitt)
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