The Setting: Merry and Sam, riding along on their ponies, going home after the War of the Ring, riding far back, talking about the places they've been and the things they have seen...
Sam: "So tell me again about the Rings of Power"
Merry: "Okay, whatchu wanna know?"
"They're legal there, right?"
"Yeah they're legal, but they ain't a hundred percent legal. Okay, it breaks down like this: it's legal to own one, it's legal to carry one, and it's legal to wear one, but only in certain places."
"And those are the taverns?"
"Yeah. Now, it's illegal to sell one, but get this - if the Uruks stop you, it's illegal for them to search you. That's a right the Uruks in Rohan don't have."
"Oh, man, I'm goin'! That's all there is to it, I'm f*in' goin'!"
"You'd dig it the most, Sammy. But you know what the funniest thing about Isengard is? It's the little differences..."
fades out...
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But Gwindor answered: 'The doom lies in yourself, not in your name'.
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