17. City of many names
Dusk was almost upon the lands around Minas Tirith as the weary rider passed the Rammas Echor and entered the fields of the Pelennor.
A dark head looked up at the many white towers and pillars and silver-grey eyes came to rest on the Tower of Ecthelion that towered over the City of Kings.
People called her the White City, but this traveller was reminded of the name that was given her of old. For Thorongil saw the sun reflected on her white walls in a red glow and thought in the awe of somebody who sees her for the first time, "Minas Anor, Tower of the Setting Sun."
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