Whimsies by Grundy

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Wandreth


Aldamir looked around the wreckage in dismay.  Perhaps he had been foolish, but he had not expected it to be as bad as it was.  

Osgiliath had been a jewel of the kingdom, its graceful avenues planted with trees, and its buildings housing some of the most precious pieces of their heritage. But the usurper had sacked and burnt it as mercilessly as Sauron himself could have hoped to do. Its libraries had suffered grievously. The Dome of Stars had been destroyed, and the seeing-stone was missing.

With Ornendil dead, it would fall to him to put all this right.


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