Tolkien Fan Fiction<^>Washed Clean
By:Larner

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Who Wishes for Fountains

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For Ansostuff for her birthday.

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Who Wishes for Fountains? Bilbo watched with satisfaction as Frodo danced in a circle, taking in the setting for the home in which Elrond and his beloved wife would dwell. A semicircle of cliff surrounded pool and meadow, with the house at the top of a hill looking across at the array of cataracts that poured down from the heights into the pool. A small river wound by its foot eastward toward the Sundering Sea. “Who wishes for fountains,” Frodo demanded in joy, “when one has these to glory in, crafted by Aulë and Ulmo themselves, and decorated by the hand of Lady Yavanna?”