A weed they called it. Pigweed, as though it was the most sullied plant in Middle Earth.
Bofur ran faster than he ever had in his life. His own life no longer depended on it.
He would not let their princeling die. Now was not the young one's time.

A weed they called it. Pigweed, as though it was the most sullied plant in Middle Earth.
Bofur ran faster than he ever had in his life. His own life no longer depended on it.
He would not let their princeling die. Now was not the young one's time.
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