Gimli (thinking): "What is the meaning of life? Is all this fighting really worth it? Where do those Orcs I love to hew with my axe go? Where will I go if one of them hews me with an axe? I wonder if Mommy ever thinks of me at dinner when my plate is just setting at my spot and I'm not in my chair...I always thought that Mommy had the most beautiful beard in the world when I was a little dwarfling..."
*a tear slowly trickles down his cheek*
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Soli Deo Gloria
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