One sunny summers day many years ago the Gaffer was digging in his garden when he found what seemed to be a large round stone. The Gaffer was curious about it, so he dug it up. It was some kind of orb. Intrigued, the Gaffer wiped off some of the grime that was caked on it. It seemed to be glowing from the inside.
The Gaffer knew this wasn't natural but he picked it up and looked closely at it Gaffer heard a voice, a sort of whispering. He looked around him thinking that it was pesky neighbour but he could not see her anywhere. The voice kept whispering and then the Gaffer noticed something that sent chills down his voice seemed to coming from inside the orb. Suddenly a light bright as the sun stung the Gaffer's eyes and the voice in the orb boomed
"BUILD ME AN ARMY WORTHY OF MORDOR".
"YERRRRGHCH!"
shrieked the Gaffer dropping the orb. He whacked his spade on the orb which cracked it in half. A few more smashes with the spade and he was done. The orb was in many tiny pieces. Then doing the sensible thing he put them all into an empty potato sack and threw it in the river where it stayed forever and no one ever thought of it again.
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