...and all the stars flowered in the sky. — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
...and all the stars flowered in the sky. — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
...and all the stars flowered in the sky. — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
...and all the stars flowered in the sky. — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
...and all the stars flowered in the sky. — J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
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...and all the stars flowered in the sky.

— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
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