"There lie the woods of Lothlorien!' said Legolas. 'That is the fairest of
all the dwellings of my people. There are no trees like the trees of that
land. For in the autumn their leaves fall not, but turn to gold. Not till
the spring comes and the new green opens do they fall, and then the boughs
are laden with yellow flowers; and the floor of the wood is golden, and golden
is the roof, and its pillars are of silver, for the bark of the trees is smooth
and grey."
![[ Email this Page to a Friend ]](http://img-www.theonering.net/images/email_graphic.gif){kind=small}
Email to a friend
