Answering Machines of Middle-earth by Lindelea

The Palantir in the White City

The Palantir in the White City

You have reached the palantir in the city of Minas Tirith. We're sorry, but we cannot complete your call. Please hold.

Inanely cheery music, commonly heard whilst "on hold"

"O the fire is slowly dying, and my dear, we're still good-bying..."

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