Still, everybody knows there’s some elf way back in the orc genes.
“I mean, the evil was all in the materials. The sorcery just involves a lot of mud.” He stared into the middle distance. “So much mud.”
The Uruk-Hai found a stand of filberts and began carefully watering them and removing strangling vines.
“...the Entwives would have liked him, though.”
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