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From: | Ceren Ader |
Subject: | [halifax-bugs] eigiz good |
Date: | Wed, 21 Jun 2006 19:48:48 -0700 |
Hi
shore and opened. Groans came from inside, and out crept a most unhappy dwarf. Wet straw was in his draggled beard; he was so sore and stiff, so bruised and buffeted he could hardly stand or stumble through the shallow water to lie groaning on the shore. He had a famished and a savage look like a dog that has been chained and forgotten in a kennel for a week. It was Thorin, but you could only have told it by his golden |
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