Firondoiel exited the hallway with her arm aching. The crown of flowers in her hair were lopsided and her dress was wrinkled. She started looking for Arafangwen and her other friends.
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"Forth, and fear no darkness. Arise. Arise, Riders of Théoden. Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. A sword day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending!"
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