anda are walking sejak yourself to the Prancing kuda, kuda kecil when someone bumps into you. anda twisted your ankle and fell, the fall was much harder than anda thought it would be. A strong hand assists you. anda take it and look into the eyes of the stranger. "Do anda need help walking?" he asks. "Yes. Would anda mind helping me?" He puts an arm around your waist and takes anda to the inn. When anda get there he rests anda in a chair and elevates your leg. "Is it broken?" anda ask, a little nervous that a stranger is helping you. "No, but maybe sprained." He puts some cloth on your ankle and tightens it for...
All that is emas does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached sejak the frost. From the ashes a api, kebakaran shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be Blade that was Broken, The crownless again shall be king. — Bilbo's poem about Aragorn
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