* Coming upon the Gate, both Gandalf and his steed stiffened at the sound of an all-too-familiar screech. Alerted, the wizard instinctively steeled himself to be on his guard, though yet trusting full well in the wholesomeness of Bombadil to keep the peace on his land. For he could not say with certainty whether the Ringwraith was well within the bounds of Bombadil's realm, or hovering dangerously near a border. *
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