Sep 15, 2021
No curse like this of mine! King of the Dead Bound under oath to dwell in darkened halls Under the stony mounts where tunnels led From Dimholt to where Morthond Vale falls Passing green foothills, where stands an old Hill Holding the Erec Stone near which I swore To aid Isildur. His oath binds me still And all my people to support his war. Isildur’s heir...
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