Estelyn stood somewhere on what used to be Cormallen Fields and watched the rapidly changing environment. Bizarre as things seemed, they could not daunt genuine royalty! Just as she was beginning to enjoy the cool jazz sounds coming from the riverside, she saw a sudden movement in the bushes. What was that?
"Why, I do believe it's a Snar-"
and in the midst of the word she was trying to say,
in the midst of the laughter and glee,
she softly and suddenly vanished away...
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'Mercy!' cried Gandalf. 'If the giving of information is to be the cure of your inquisitiveness, I shall spend all the rest of my days in answering you. What more do you want to know?' 'The whole history of Middle-earth.. .'
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