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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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What a discrace! What an evil!
My father-in-law killed! You morons will pay for this! Why didn't the watchers tell us, that this would befall on us? Are they in a league with the evil-doers? And how come the leech-collector makes his predictions already before they were killed? Quote:
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Well, it's the time of grief, and I won't be with you in some hours. We must make preparations for the funerals right now. But believe me, I'll be back, more furious than ever you have seen - to hunt down these horrible mutations that have killed my father-in-law!
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Upon the hearth the fire is red Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet... |
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