Why and when are the beauties of culture and land preserved in writing and legend?
"But of bliss and glad life there is little to be said, before it ends; as works fair and wonderful, while they endure for eyes to see, are their own record, and only when they are in peril or broken for ever do they pass into song."
- The Silmarillion, "Of the Sindar." Tolkien
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