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…the Free Peoples of this earth – Men, Elves and Dwarfs alike. The Rings of Power were once nineteen – so it should have remained. But not now. Now,” he…
…the Free Peoples of this earth – Men, Elves and Dwarfs alike. The Rings of Power were once nineteen – so it should have remained. But not now. Now,” he…
…the log before grabbing hold of Arienta’s dress and toppling into the water. Taken of guard Arienta struggled to free her gown from his grasp but to no avail. Before…
…the day-crickets trill. The air smelt of hay and wildflowers and sages. He felt whole and content: free of worry, free of pain – and free of longing. As he…
…went when the pain of the past grew too great; that she loved the fierceness of that small stretch of coastland promontory with its wild winds and sometimes-wilder waters. He…
…to her, grinning. “Enjoying your last few days of freedom? Soon you will be an adult.” “And finally free of your care,” she teased. “And into another manÂ’s,” he swiftly…
…Horse-master. You are a lesser son of greater sires,” Saruman said. “Grima, come down. Be free of him.” “Free? He will never be free.” “No,” he had said. “Get down,…
…in my mind, and freed from taint. “Beloved,” she had called me. Even after all the grief and sorrow I had caused her – when I reached out to her…
…the card and smiled. “Faramir!” Both Eowyn and Faramir cheered. “No, Faramir, see, you lost. Now youÂ’ve got to go home.” “I know!” Faramir said. “Free at last, free at…
…him. There was still another hour to go before Roan relieved him. Another hour of sitting there, freezing cold, stifling sneezes and coughs. Aragorn groaned. ‘This should be fun!’ *******************…
…would go, trying in vain to free himself but the sticky threads were as strong as wire and held him fast. Its black weaver was thankfully nowhere to be found….