Next day Frodo woke early, feeling refreshed and well. He walked along the terraces above the loud-flowing Bruin and watched the pail, cool sun rise above the far mountains, and shine down, slanting through the thin silver mist; the dew upon the yellow leaves was glimmering, and the woven nets of gossamer twinkled on every bush. Sam walked beside him, saying nothing, but sniffing the air, and looking every now and again with wonder in his eyes at the great heights in the East. The snow was white upon their peaks.
--"The council of Elrond" The Fellowship of the Ring

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