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I watched you sleep in Lorien, - a fevered, restless sleep; hand clasping and unclasping sword-hilt, lips muttering broken, unheard words. I watched as you lay awake, darkness in your eyes. You carry your own peril into Lorien, but I sorrowed for your danger. You are of my own kind – Mortal, weak and yet powerful. We are to whom the Ring sings its silent song.
Power…. Knowledge…. Strength….
I hear it too – its dark promises and shadowed call. I know its power. I guard myself, gird myself and fight my frailty - yet cannot save you.
I watch you fall.
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