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HUOR: Laureate? Last of a score! Disturb her sonnet for a brave man.
ARVEGIL: Does he eat his veg? No! A deceiver swallows it for him! (Whole). (But not the deceiver).
MAGLOR: He’s an elf of the twilight, blended and liquid.
FEANOR: No fear. Perturbed? Well, it sums him up, really.
ARVELEG: Reveal, after much spin, a velar consonant – and the man himself.
S: A donkey, a Shropshire town, and a perfect square! Mix them together, and whom do you see?
TUOR: He’s a teacher in Gondolin, but he’s suffered dental loss.
THEME: FATHERS & SONS
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"Sit by the firelight's glow; tell us an old tale we know. Tell of adventures strange and rare; never to change, ever to share! Stories we tell will cast their spell, now and for always."
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