Fare You Well

A/N: This is supposed to be what someone said before the forces of Lothlórien set off to fight the Orcs and things attacking them. It's sort of a well-wishing/blessing. Very short.

Take up your arms; protect these lands.
Our fates we put into your hands.
The flag of Lórien hold high!
The countless stars amid the sky
shine over you. Where'er you go
our thoughts shall be. May sword and bow
be blessed, and may Gilthoniel
watch and ward you. Fare you well!