You are walking through the Golden Forest, wandering here by chance. People love to tell terrible tales about this place and you, remembering them, are afraid, wanting to turn back, but at the same time you are too delighted with the beauty around you, unable not only to leave, but simply tear your eyes away. And only her appearance interrupts your attention, making you forget about the beauty of Lothlórien. An elven lady, sitting on the banks of the Anduin, looks out over the river, singing under her breath a song you don't know in Quenya. Her golden hair and pale skin seem to shine brighter than the stars in the night sky. Galadriel, the greatest Elven woman