Galadriel was not the only one in the woods today. Will had headed out early to walk among the trees and remember. As he walks he looks at each tree and smiles lightly as he remembers everything he had learned of them from the book of gramarye.

This was not the forest of his home, nor that older forest of long ago that he had once visited. But it was still a forest. And in that he found a comforting familiarity.

Eventually he stumbles across Galadriel, and he smiles in greeting.