당신 are walking 의해 yourself to the Prancing 조랑말 when someone bumps into you. 당신 twisted your ankle and fell, the fall was much harder than 당신 thought it would be. A strong hand assists you. 당신 take it and look into the eyes of the stranger. "Do 당신 need help walking?" he asks. "Yes. Would 당신 mind helping me?" He puts an arm around your waist and takes 당신 to the inn. When 당신 get there he rests 당신 in a chair and elevates your leg. "Is it broken?" 당신 ask, a little nervous that a stranger is helping you. "No, but maybe sprained." He puts some cloth on your ankle and tightens it for...
All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached 의해 the frost. From the ashes a 불, 화재 shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be Blade that was Broken, The crownless again shall be king. — Bilbo's poem about Aragorn
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