The Crossroads: A Lord of the Rings Poem
Silence reigns upon this land Beneath the Shadow’s grim command, Save thunder rolling off the hills, A bleak portent that give us chills. The trembling earth beneath our feet Seems to warn of our defeat;…
Silence reigns upon this land Beneath the Shadow’s grim command, Save thunder rolling off the hills, A bleak portent that give us chills. The trembling earth beneath our feet Seems to warn of our defeat;…
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