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A Ghostly Light
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Arawil mentally frowned as she said that Hreeza meant to help her and her companions defeat Shelob. "For no wind-sprite that I have ever met has wished to do such a thing. Shelob and her foul kind do no harm to the wind, nor to the sprites. I know she wants something of me, and of Laiquasse."
"All right. If we all are to travel to Cirith Ungol, we shall need to stop in the Elven King's halls to get some supplies." "But Thranduil never gives to travelers, and is distrustful of strangers," Anroth said uneasily. "True, but I am not any stranger. I am a legend, Arawil Spiders-bane, children's tale and creature of the shadows. He will help me, for all that he might not wish to."
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did." |
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