Hm, well, there were never as many of us as Men! But my folk are leaving Middle-earth for Elvenhome, so less and less of us remain every year. Things move too quickly, and we have had too much grief to stay - the call of the sea grows ever louder. Soon, I think, only the Silvan will remain, stubbornly clinging to the forests they love so much and withdrawing from the outside world.

[ And him, of course, the Exile who cannot return ]

Thank you. [ Maglor smiles at him ] You have a very good heart for one who has struggled.