Anduril
Elo! Anduril;
Lach en Annun
I chatho asgannen,
Ad echannen!
Behold! Anduril;
Flame of the West
The blade that was broken,
has been remade!
(Peter when Edmund is healed by Lucy's cordial.)
There he stood, the one who I had thought lost forever. The one who I had believed murdered healed once again. The soul that was shattered so long ago, whole for the first time in so long. The life that had been destroyed created anew. My brother, returned to me as he had once been.