BAR THE DOOR
They are coming now.
Too many enemies here.
We cannot get out.
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HARDENED
My master is dead.
I can't be their Ringbearer.
Or maybe I can...
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TIDES
Calvary of waves,
All he sees before falling.
Are they drowning him?
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EXCUSES
That glass ball. Just once.
I just want to look at it.
Pippin, don't you dare!
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TERROR
Dreadful shrieking roar,
They cower, holding their ears.
Black Rider on wings.
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ARGUE
Master is my friend.
We hates Bagginses. Hates them!
No, not this Baggins.
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SCORCHED
I don't remember.
No taste of food or water.
No home. No Shire.
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GOLD
Who is this Ranger?
A rough-looking Strider, yet
Akin to the Elves?
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OOPS
This is lembas bread.
How many did you eat, Pip?
Four already. Why?