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Sam's eyes grew wider as he walked through Valimar, Frodo leading him by the hand. He had never seen so many Elves, and there were other beings here, who shone with a luminesence that was so bright it was almost transparent.
Frodo took him to a white courtyard. There was an awning over it, and blossoms fell from it. On a marble bench sat Elrond, who stood, opening his arms for Sam.
It felt right, to be hugged by him here. Sam was an equal.
"I bring you news of your daughter," he began, sitting to talk with the Elf.