Hamfast chased after Fungrim outside the Inn. He saw him sitting on a bench weaping. Hamfast approached Fungrim slowly. The day grew cold.
Slowly Hamfast approached Fungrim and said "Uh, Fungrim? Remember me? Hamfast? We talked a while ago? I loved that poem. It inspires me so. It teaches me wonders.
With a burst of his stomach Hamfast spoke to Fungrim: "is there anyting else you can teach me?"
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'But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.'
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