"Thank goodness somebody was! It seems so like her to choose such a project."

Curufin looked down into those sad eyes. "I was thinking about what we might do to remember her. There was a discussion once, about painting a mural somewhere in the train, and it would include images of all the people that we miss because they've left the train. Another idea was to have people write down their memories of their friends, and collect these writings in a series of books that could be kept in the library."