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"Gandalf, Galadriel, Elrond, Bilbo, Frodo, and even Sam" Where Frodo said goodbye to Legolas and Aragorn Merry and Pippin, he tried to feel the future-born peace, as he was smart; Valinor he did percieve already, alas, from afar he sensed the black shadow that qui vive. Oh, the lingering sensation of how would Arwen die turning into a river in a dimension where no life could continue, it cried. It actually was the blue-eyed rather athletic Gollum that heard the truce behind "Balrog of Morgoth", oh, hm! What does the Light, when Gandalf entered at the fifth dawn, meant, for in fright the balrog got prolonged as a trumpheting sound. Whoever knows the Elohim, would actually understand that each sound is intention within, that resonates with soul and stance. So, Frodo actually felt how the end of the fellowship of brothers coudn't be separate, as wealth true the story of the Rings did father. Yes, once upon a time Celebrimbor~us was the elve of Sauron's initiation where the rings were crafted, now a thorus swirls around sparks of blacksmith creation. Yes, whatever you hit between fire, metal and stone, does forever give life to it, whatever is underneath born. A mysterious lady in white, with black hair so unknown, visited the brightening sky, where Sauron's volcano's grown. Where it erupted, a mystery for boggling minds, how is it possible something by him corrupted to be destroyed in his work, but it finds itself very so known in mind, At Least in Gandalf and Galadriel's ones of thoughts, what did they feel when then the plans unwind before their eyes, as it future it beholds. This lady so alien appeared from nothing, she was also sapient, an Elohim of something. And she felt once upon a dream, when she was creating divinations, that it would actually seem, that this One Ring's creation was actually powerful as it hid Elven script, that emanated also Celebrimbor's blue colour, full of power seeking dominative crypt... Well, she was too smart, so she projected herself there, she entered blackened cooled down lava and toward it she inclined her hair fair. She saw inside the remainders and a roaming soul inhaling gluttonously souls of the ambience and the finder of the new Sauron's plan she was; she caught his ghoul. She immediately chained him; black-mattered steel around his skin; his blood-red hair was falling so dim but actually shoutingly bright from within. She laughed at him and started singing, enchanted him with unknown powers, as she his image attained and was blinking with elven-like source faye; it showers ashes contained in frosty manna drops but inside the fuels burning that dimmed the skies of Mordor's top, and she was slowly turning into an Elve of The Noldor Kind; she was chanting and hailing and he couldn't possibly unwind what a spell her words were portraying. She was a Mirror of Himself and he saw what he could also be from afar, she joked: "Please ask yourself, Annatar, how predictable you are!" And she lured him with her moving eyes as a witchy queen of elven forests in the form that Sam saw once in his highs, and he was intrigued, and so surest. Then, she led him at the ocean sands, where he didn't even this time feel Ulmo's threat, as her cheerful chants were moving his legs like wheels. She turned her back to him; her hair - was super straight and falling, and she acquired angel wings, and she didn't catch her face during her mysterious calling. What she evoked, what she created, in a silestesic twists and whirls, she slowly started rotating ... he was fated to make a Choice and face her Facial Thrills. Oh it was said, that she normally had a face of childlike purity and passion but had she turn around to sound in that direction, everyone trembled so ashened. As no one, no one ever could capture the mysterious glare coming from her eye, left intuition, and they knew... it would be a rapture if she ever turned fully back to her normal position.
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