Lice, Edar and Edain
It was a dirty war. There was no other word for it. It was a dirty war and an ugly war.
Seven years in the dust and the stones of the plains of Gorgoroth. And still there was no end in sight.
Eldar and edain, side by side, in the tents and the trenches.
Eldar and edain… and the damn louse did not know the difference…
Gil-galad scratched his behind with a vengeance. Ahhhh… easy does it… The elf-lord sighed deeply with relief.
This only shows, the elf mused, that all of us are Eru’s children, Firstborn and aftercomers alike.