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Some are born to endless night

Lord of the Rings

Some are born to endless night

Whose are those hoof beats in the night? The steeds of strangers out upon the road. Elves! Elves! The Elven folk are moving. Everywhere, across the world. Shutter the windows, close the door. Huddle close to wonder. What strange times we’ll see! As these beats come their preamble.

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