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Fingolfin: riding up to the Thangorodrim, banging on the gates, and challenging Morgoth to a duel.
Fingon takes a close second. Can't find Maedhros, so-- I'll sit here with my harp, and sing, in the shadow of the Thangorodrim.
The gates of Hell shall not prevail against the Faithful.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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