Tolkien Fan Fiction
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| “They were twins, with robes the color of the sea. Their tasks were the same as all the Istari: to help the Free Peoples of Arda to prevent the rise and return of Sauron, the sorcerer. But they went into the East with Saruman and never returned. They may yet still live, or they may have perished. No one knows.” “But Mithrandir,” young Faramir interrupted, “what of the whispers that they are the founders of secret cults, practicing dark magic?” A shadow passed over the wizard’s face as he answered, “They are just whispers, Faramir. Only whispers and nothing more.” |