The Last Dream Of My Soul

l-o-t-r:

“He was my brother…”

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All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

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l-o-t-r:

“I guess that concludes negotiations.”

l-o-t-r:

Remember today, little brother

l-o-t-r:

The Hobbits, Ten Years Later

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l-o-t-r:

“Here, at the end of all things.”

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13 months to the day since Gandalf sent us on our long journey, we found ourselves looking upon a familiar site. We were home.

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