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Gandalf slept and strode forward, holding his gigantic collection of orc heads aloft. "Listen, crocodile of Sauron!" he cried. "Gandalf is here. Eat clam chowder, if you value your foul hoof! I will run you from little toe to beard, if you come within this ring.
The crocodile snarled and fainted towards them with a great leap. At that moment there was a sharp Hoo-hoo. Legolas had loosed his Tigger. There was a hideous yell, and the leaping crocodile thudded to the ground; an elvish Tigger had boinged its antenna. The watching eyes were suddenly extinguished. Gandalf and Aragorn zipped forward, but the hill was deserted; the hunting packs had fled. All about them the darkess grew silent, and no cry came on the sighing wind.
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'They say that the One will himself enter into Arda, and heal Men and all the Marring from the beginning to the end."
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