In Ithilien

Posted: January 18, 2010 in tale from the others

Whisperings of nameless fear…
In the outlying villages, they speak of a ghost that drinks blood.
A horror that lurks in the trees, snaching a sleeping child from a cot, a fresh fish from an open window.
The villagers lock their door tight against the dark

(from The Hunt For Gollum, the other sequel of The Lord of The Rings)

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