3.04.2010

3.4.10


pippin: I didn't think it would end this way.

gandalf: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.

pipin: What? Gandalf? See what?

gandalf: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.

pippin: Well, that isn't so bad.

gandalf: No. No, it isn't.”

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