The Shadows Stir in Middle-earth

Across the wide plains of Rohan and through the dense forests of Lothlórien, a whispered unease has begun to creep. The very air hummed with a sense of foreboding, a palpable sign that something terrible was stirring in the darkest recesses of Middle-earth. The sight of men turned nervously towards Mordor, where the {black|dark|fel) mountains pie

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