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Glorfindel looked over the edge. It was a very long way down. 'Purity of faith shall guide my feet, and keep me afloat over this great chasm of doubt,' he said in a raised voice. He closed his eyes then, and prepared to walk forwards.

''If I fall, I will simply return. But I will hurt all over constantly for a very long time. If we give up our disguise now, though, we will have to fight this strange fellow and probably still need to walk across.''

But he never specified it had to be faith in the immortals.

'Auriel, save me,' he whispered under his breath.

The Brass Knight took his first step forwards, over the edge of the precipice.