7. His Own Wisdom
Resolute, I bar the door 'till the Sword reforged joins an Elven bow. Greyhame persuaded this claimant to Gondor's throne—'a king must have his own way in his own hall'—then parted with his Elven blade.
Grumbling, the Dwarf adds his axe—'tis no shame if a legend keep it company.
But the staff...what needs a resurrected wizard with old age's prop?
'Every man has something too dear to trust to another ...'
I too hold something dear, and Worm-eaten directives taste foul in my mouth. I let them pass...
'Tis worth the price to hear the thunder roll.
The inspiration for this can be found in LotR: TTT: Book Three: Chapter VI: The King of the Golden Hall
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