And so it begins...
"Alas, that Wilwarin has gone. Always helped me tally my spices. Roasted Quill with a parsley garnish, I believe, was her favorite. " The Perky Ent said, as the thought of Cassiopeia taunted his mind. The Perky Ent's mind was a tempest of emotion that morning. He knew Wilwarin almost like a sister. Perky turned to Márcolië and asked "Is there anything in Gadian concerning werewolves?" But, ignoring Márcolië's well-articulated answer, Perky's stomach got the best of him, and he ran over to Boromir's cafe for a drink
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'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.'
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