TOL ERESSEA: Here, a biblical fellow returns, to meet an archaic palindrome and a sibilant ocean.
H: Half German article and liquid marketing. For him.
ERECH: Place of mirth ... but it's not unmixed.
RADBUG: Brag - dubiously, at first, you hear - before chaos ensues to expose him.
EAGLES: Seasoned sailors have more than one of these. But be that as it may, it's mangled to reveal these majestic creatures!
TEARS: Not all of these are evil.
UMBAR: Does one hesitate to suggest a pub here?
ROSE: She's inflamed - and troubled.
N: One must dress, groom, prepare? - put nails in order, certainly - for them.
OSGILIATH: Is David's foe around here?
FORLONG: Beat a Weasley? He's there - but discombobulated.
TOOKS: Group of sheaves slightly disturbed by - or rather for - the first ones to kill.
HAVENS: They're beardless and bewildered.
ELANOR: A role reversed; an article swallowed; a girl revealed.
KNIGHTS: Merry and Pippin, in white satin? (For thus it sounds, in song).
IORLAS: A painter's choice - Rembrandt's, initially - and Goya's, finally - mingles to reveal him.
N: See this fearsome thing return, endlessly crazy, to endlessly deceive.
GILDOR: Aged apparatus collapses to reveal him.
OILS + R + A.
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