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Positive Thinking We are lost in a forest that even the Elves speak of with dread. It is hard to breathe in here and we’re running out of food. Yet Pippin isn’t overly concerned. I listen to him with half an ear as he chatters on about some dusty old place deep in the Smials - until he calls the forest untidy, that is. Untidy! I wonder what the Elves would say to that. He is braver than he thinks, this Took - or sillier. But he’s right, and it is less frightening to think of Fangorn thus. I prefer it to ‘evil.’ |
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