*After an hour recess wherein the possibllity of JRR Tolkien's son and literary heir Christophers' appearance was being discussed by all, as well as the possibillity that Judge lindil, might step down [but only at the prompting of the Barrow Wight himself] gradually a sense of order was restored and the Courtroom.*
Judge: *gavel bangs thricely*
SGT.: The Court will now resume, all citizens and defendants will take their seats.
*Judge pauses and scans the audience carefully*
Judge:I expect there to be a serious trial here my fellow citizens and defendants, I pray that the admision of evidence can now continue in a less circus like atmoshere. And remember, no trivial admissions!
Next!
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The dwindling Men of the West would often sit up late into the night exchanging lore & wisdom such as they still possessed that they should not fall back into the mean estate of those who never knew or indeed rebelled against the Light.
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