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Fireside Chats Put it in the fire, Frodo! I cannot. Does it already have so great a hold on you? Do you see anything? No... Yes... Fiery letters... Frodo! Put It in the Fire! (How brightly it shines, how fair, how golden, how heavy, as if I hold the entire World in my hand... ) I have come, but I do not choose now to do what I came to do. I will not do this deed. The Ring is mine! Precious, precious, precious! My Precious! O my precious. Pre... An echo sounds in the dark: Death, death, death! Death take us all! |
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