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From: | Apollonia Audie |
Subject: | [epsilon-announce] dirigibl 6727 |
Date: | Sat, 27 May 2006 13:08:45 -0700 |
Hi,
L e V / T R A
X & n a x V A L / u M P R O z & C T r & m a d o I A m o x / c i I l / n M e R / D / A V / a G R A A m B / E N C i A L / S S O m & stood right before the wall at the Gate. Again Thorin hailed them in a loud voice: Who are you that come armed for war to the gates of Thorin son of Thrain, King under the Mountain? This time he was answered. A tall man stood forward, dark of hair and grim of face, and he cried: Hail Thorin! Why do you fence yourself like a robber in his hold? We are not yet foes, and we rejoice that you are alive beyond our hope. We |
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