At least, I know that such things happened, but I cannot see them. No taste of food, no feel of water, no sound of wind, no memory of tree of grass or flower, no image of moon or star is left to me. I am naked in the dark, Sam, and there is no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I begin to see it even with my waking eyes, and all else fails.
That's to cue the waterworks. Dammit, Tolkien you monster.
— Aug 31, 2026 01:14PM
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