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<>Echoing in my ears, the Black Speech of Mordor blankets my soul and chills me even more than the coldest fogs of Mirkwood.
“I will take the Ring to Mordor…though, I do not know the way.” Quiet and unsure, the innocent hobbit’s words pierce the bitter cold of dread in my heart like a ray of sunshine on a winter’s day, and stays my anger towards the dwarf.
His courage against such overwhelming odds inspires me. Following the Ranger's lead, I pledge him my bow - a decision I know is right.
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