This trip, this death wish we started days ago. From Bree we left. I ended up having to talk to a hobbit about the bee's and the flowers.....in other words....''love making''. He does not understand...and i'll not go deep into it. On those slopes of weathertop...those darned slopes almost killed me early! I can't carry logs up there by myself. ''Old Man'' is now my name to the others. PAH!
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