So the steward of Gondor would have me think of myself as a hollow
remain.. hmm I don’t see it quite that way.. O’ man of flesh and
desires.
I know you Steward of Gondor.. I know you well…
We the workers of Sauron spread no lies.. you spread ohh so many.
Long have I known the minions of Gondor.. long have I.. “dealt” with
them.. and deal with them again shall I.
Sauron brings and end to bickering and poverty.. Sauron brings an end to
haughtiness and isolationism…
You Gondors.. support the Elves.. while they look down apon you in
pity.. for shall never be them. The Elves are your masters.. the spin
you on their fingers.. and make you dance their jig. I know who pulls
your strings.. and I know that every string I cut.. I get closer to the
foe’s I truly seek. The Elves of Middle Earth. When you leave your
tower.. and smash yourselves on the walls of Mordor.. will it be men
doing the dying of Gondor.. or the Immortal Elves..? They shall give you
money and power.. but never will they see you as one of themselves..
Free Peoples.. HAH..! I know.. I know everything.. I am Ji Indur
Dawndeath..! I know the Elves.. and I know.. they are our true enemies..
and the true enemies of all Mankind..!
Let the Elf slaying begin.. for no parley with Elves will I partake in.
Ji the will of the All Seeing Eye…
William L. Harvey
aka Bishop Kalgren and Dalesman