[He thinks "rustic" might be a better word, but that was the nature of their people. Not that Lindir had any problems with how he'd heard they lived, but he much preferred the artistry of Imladris... and the safety.]

We have many, large and small, and all feed from the Bruinen. They are each unique, and do not look or sound alike to each other. At night, when it is quiet I often take rest out on my balcony where I can hear them singing together in harmony.

Should you get the chance, you must come at once. It is not only the fountains that make Imladris famed for it's artistry.

[The fountains were certainly his favorite, though.]