Have you ever been in an unfamiliar place, where maybe your not really supposed to be, and get a strange feeling...I cant really describe it, but thats probably how the little hobbits felt in great places like Minas tirith or terrible ones like Shelob's lair.
Perhaps Frodo experianced a little daja vu in such times, being forsighted and all. Maybe in a dream once upon a time...
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There long the golden leaves have grown, upon the branching years, while here beyond the sundering seas, now fall the Elven-tears...
but if of ships I now would sing, what ship would come to me, what ship would bear me ever back, across so wide a sea?
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