Elrohiria was an Elven traveler,
Who loved to go on adventures,
But then across a witch she came,
Who cursed her to tread paths forever.
Elrohiria the Ever-Adventurer, always traveling, always walking,
Met one day a man in white, who broke her cursed spell,
And set her free to tread to home
Where she lived quite well.
Elrohiria became a Goodwife,
and sired three children,
finally living the quiet life,
Among the people of Britian.
The Elven woman forbid herself,
To travel e'er again,
Establishing herself,
In her quiet den.
But one day she became restless,
Lusting to pick up her stick and walk,
Through the paths of unknown forests,
while breaking her powerful promise.
Elrohiria the Traveler,
Now travels through the mist fog,
Awaiting for that man in white,
To cease her endless plod.
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