Contemplations
The world is changed.
I feel it in the water.
I feel it in the earth.
I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.
— Galadriel (The Fellowship of the Ring)
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Living in a changed world
The living room was dimly lit, with the only source of light being the glow of the computer screen in front of a young woman. She sat cross-legged on the floor, headphones on, typing away furiously. Her grandfather, a wiry old man with a thick beard, sat on the couch behind her, watching her work with a sense of pride and wonder.
