Final Assault

A/N - This is for OSA Drabble challenge #8, City of Many Names. I realise my story doesn't actually name a 'city', but it said 'place' in the challenge, so I reckoned this wasn't stretching things too far.

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Against encroaching darkness, the Galadhrim marched, through woods made murky by the blight of evil. No longer did their voices lilt in hymns to their old Lórinand; now the soldiers sang of coming battle.

Dol Guldur was as yet a shadow midst the trees, yet the folk of Lórien heard its creatures all around them, some like mist and others wholly solid. But they had orders from their Lady to destroy the malice at last, and they would fight to protect their Golden Wood, whatever the cost.

“Onwards!” called the captain, “and in the darkness we fight for our Laurelindórenan!”