Wormtongue returns from his covert mission to Sammath Naur
Grima: The Ring fell into the fires of Mount Doom with some wretched creature, Master. But I thought that you might find this useful.
Saruman: *burying his face in his hands* Good grief!
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Do you mind? I'm busy doing the fishstick. It's a very delicate state of mind!
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