The Dead MarshesThe Dead Marshes
The stagnant meres, the marshy stink. Small creatures in the shallows sink And struggle for life helplessly Then drown in quagmire soundlessly. This once was a vast battle-plain: The Last
The stagnant meres, the marshy stink. Small creatures in the shallows sink And struggle for life helplessly Then drown in quagmire soundlessly. This once was a vast battle-plain: The Last
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The wizard speaks. Wood-splitting crack! The staff of Saruman – once black As ebony – splinters to dust. “Betrayer of the holy trust – Perfidious liar! Now you’ll see The