Lockdown Instadrabbling by Nienna

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A speech from Ar-Pharazon.

What is it that marks the barrier between the realm of the Gods and ourselves? Is there an invisible line drawn across the ocean? No! The truth is there is nothing that marks the line. Just great expanses of water, from which we are excluded by our temperate airs alone. Well, no more! No more shall we be weak and feeble! No more will the riches of life be denied us! No more shall we submit to death assuming we must, without undertaking to win back the vigor and longevity which the greedy Valar refuse to admit is our due!

Tonight I will be determining the best of my sailors and warriors, ones both skilled in their craft and in understanding of their purpose. These few will traverse, at long last, the route that leads us to the Undying Lands!