[Have a dark-haired elf giving you a slightly curious look, Steve.]

A bird that is not a bird? From my limited understanding of how this Library works, it is merely the imagination of the pages that limits what escapes the pages.

[He's not done much exploring yet, considering he found himself almost literally attached at the hip to Glorfindel.]

Perhaps a bit more specific information on the location of the garden would be helpful, if you would be so kind.