H 08.118 {p} It was difficult vanished.

08.114 Down the dwarves hopeless.
08.115 Then the battle tree.
08.116 In the end helped.
08.117 “I am going elf-fires.”
08.118 It was difficult vanished.
08.119 Soon there came stopped.
08.120 Hoping desperately that threads.
08.121 Things were looking side.
08.122 “Go on! Go stinging!”