A fair point, my esteemed peer. Even the greatest of Warg scholars can never truly grasp how deep, wide and high the glory of the Warg is.
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If all the sky were parchment, and the oceans filled with ink,
if every blade of grass a quill, and every man a scribe,
yet still though each had one thousand years the sky could not contain,
the deeds of Wargs and all the joy one gains from knowing them.
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By the Unknown Poet