"That was I" said Gurthden softly as he looked up. "I was on watch. I saw what i thought was a wolf. I respct wolves greatly, they normally do no harm. But i was wrong. It was not a wolf. It was a warg. You were nearly killed, and it was my fault. I should have known sooner. I beg your forgiveness."
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But long ago he rode away,
and where he dwelleth none can say,
for into darkness fell his star,
in Mordor where the shadows are.
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