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I finally get to the big city, walk into SS, they sell everything! And look at this, Arrows of Slaying, all my problems are solved! Ah....., wait a minute, Arrows of Slaying Ogre Magi. Now THAT was a fregin' jip. Why don't they sell Spitballs of Slaying Kobalds!
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\"Here once was light, that the Valar begrudged to Middle-earth, but now dark levels all. Shall we mourn here deedless forever, a shadow-folk, mist haunting, dripping vain tears in the thankless sea?\"<br />Feanor at Tirion upon Tuna, Of the Flight of the Noldor, The Silmarillion
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