House of Hurin, a house ill-fated. High in honor, hard and hale, cursed by Bauglir whom they hated, hid from oath to no avail. Hunted, hounded hard-heartedly, Hurin hurled in Hells of Iron. Held and hidden, hated horribly, hunkered in a house of hell. His house in ruin, he was set free. He held a hike to Hidden Vale. Harsh hills he found, no heed or help from hidden valley or hidden king.
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...where the instrument of intelligence is added to brute power and evil will, mankind is powerless in its own defence.
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