* Gandalf patted the war steed that had brushed against him, accepted the two apples from Holly, bowed thanks, offered one fruit treat to the black war steed and enjoyed the other himself. He had applauded the mournful lay of Menelduliniel and Estelarion. That was the last time anyone had taken note of his presence. And then somehow, the wizard had vanished from the group undetected, along with his newly-befriended horse. *
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