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“Alright, we put it away. We keep it hidden. We never speak of it again. No one knows it's here, do they? Do they, Gandalf?”

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J. R. R. Tolkien
J. R. R. Tolkien

J.R.R. Tolkien was an English writer, best known for his fantasy literature, most notably The Lord of the Rings trilogy and The Hobbit. His works have had a profound impact on modern fantasy literature. more

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